NexusI wrote stubbornly into the evening.At the window, a giant praying mantisrubbed his monkey wrench head against the glass,begging vacantly with pale eyes;and the commas leapt at me like wormsor miniature scythes blackened with age.the...

If our children are unable to voice what they mean, no one will know how they feel. If they can’t imagine a different world, they are stumbling through a darkness made all the more sinister...

Three miles from my adopted city lies a village where I came to peace.The world there was a calm place, even the great Danube no more than a pale ribbon tossed onto the landscapeby a...

From the time I began to read, as a child, I loved to feel their heft in my hand and the warm spot caused by their intimate weight in my lap; I loved the crisp...

I was pirouette and flourish,I was filigree and flame.How could I count my blessingswhen I didn’t know their names?

One narcissus among the ordinary beautiful flowers, one unlike all the others! She pulled, stooped to pull harder-when, sprung out of the earthon his glittering terriblecarriage, he claimed his due.It is finished. No one had...