California Dreamin’ You can smell the photographs of Larry Sultan. My wife noticed this before I did. She is a Western person (she grew up in Las Vegas). That’s to say, she’s a desert person, as am I (Los […]
The Power of a Stare
The smell of molten glass was sweet and deceptively inviting. I was crouching near four artisans who […]
How many poems are left? There have been thousands of years of poetry writing; when will we have it all?
— Dr. Sunshine, Boston, Massachusetts
I just got […]