YELLOW BIRD IN A BLACK WOOD By Erik Anvik
in response to “The Raven” by Edgar Allen Poe “Remember that hope is a good thing, Red, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.”-Peter Stevens, “Rita Continue Reading →
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in response to “The Raven” by Edgar Allen Poe “Remember that hope is a good thing, Red, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.”-Peter Stevens, “Rita Continue Reading →
Feed me, fill me, give me solely one chance, To bear the fruit of your romance. I yearn, plead, beg you, my modest master, Abandon senses, you woman of Aster. Continue Reading →
The stage— Percussion Let me show you. Let Me Show You How I Bleed Enter the percussionPrecarious prattleYes, make bones rattle The dancers— Woodwinds Can you hear? Let Me Show Continue Reading →
Birdie Lulu was my great-grandmother. A force to be reckoned with, or so I’ve heard. She died just after I was born but left a legend in her wake. I Continue Reading →
Things you see around here: seal carcass splayed on a garage floor— belly sliced open like the pages of an old book, blood pooled in Continue Reading →
The bell at the front door jingled, and an old man entered the bookshop with his dog, a blast of cold, wintery air following them. The old woman at the Continue Reading →
My life is a series of well-meaning texts, Written with a different connotation. There are very few things that are real anymore, iPhones aren’t real, film cameras are. Good music Continue Reading →
I was in Sellwood park in Portland, Oregan with my family for the 4th of July. A holiday that in itself already put my Canadian father on edge. Americans Continue Reading →
Bone black under flesh Floating, fallingA silence that is only true in dark Whose edges will, dissipateIn slivers of moving skin They burned off your fleshto get to the boneThe pure white Continue Reading →
The seven legs of Sonnet slowly raised as motors turned shafts and shafts extended pistons. In a mechanical wave, the circular array of legs raised and groaned, then fell Continue Reading →