Scripture – by Tom Holmes
I learned to write watching mother mow the lawn. Back and forth. Ruling perfect lanes that her thin shadow marked. She did this every week – cutting and marking.
Ma – by Ann Quinn
In Japan, Ma is the essential space of nothingness—the empty, the void. I’ve been thinking about the in-between places lately like the space between words and the silence between notes and the summer between school years and the nights between days and how essential the in betweens are and what I’m wondering is if death […]