November 1, 2019

Katherine Gekker

In Search of Warm Breathing Things

Glass Lyre Press


Katherine Gekker’s collection, In Search of Warm Living Things from Glass Lyre Press is an elegiac sweeping look at life in the middle of chaos and entropy. While exploring the emotional landscape...

November 1, 2019

For my mother

Irish laughter, breaking glass,

and where you are now. Perhaps 

in this book?

In the words ‘a figure

glided quietly from 

bed to bed,

smoothing a blanket,

settling a pillow,’ 

every night

naming each of us

in your prayers? About

4:36 AM, I see you on my couch.

A firef...

November 1, 2019

observe with hungry wolf eyes,

          surveil.      interrogate.

bolt upright     3am


         smell | see | taste | touch | hear

process.     absorb.      note.

insight inform...

November 1, 2019

I never really listened to Third Eye Blind in high school or college. 

They were that band that played in the background at dorm parties and school dances or

on the radio when you were parked at Devereux Beach at night

making out in your girlfriend’s car and the windows


November 1, 2019

“But the turmoil they experience isn’t who they are; the PTSD invades their minds and bodies.” 
― Robert Koger, Death's Revenge

I wish I could

  tell you how

they loved

before the war,

farm girl farm boy,

how they believed

in cows and hogs,

and children to 

work the farm,


November 1, 2019

If someone were to write a book about Nancy Mitchell the title would have to be Brave because that is what she is, in her life and in her writing.  Mitchell has seen some things and has faced them head-on, eyes wide open.  This interview focuses on the poems contained...

November 1, 2019

     That November was a doozy.  Ice, snow, cold.  Dad was on the road non-stop, zig-zagging across the south, studying golf courses.  He was head greenskeeper at our local course and he was taking the winter to learn what he could from southern courses open year-round...

November 1, 2019

     Miss Wendy does not give the children pencils. At best, they would lose them, and at worst, they would snap them in half and leave them scattered on the bus floor like cigarette butts. She knows plenty of bus drivers, especially the young ones, who will give the c...

November 1, 2019

     We hired the cleaning girl on Monday. By Thursday we wanted to fire her. She hadn’t stolen anything. But we just didn’t want her around anymore.

     I have to explain some things first. We are very successful people. We are considered to be pioneers in o...

November 1, 2019


     “Where are you sitting today?” Kathy asked her son. She already knew the answer though; the discussion was had before the tutor arrived. But instead of responding on cue, the son continued picking at his braces with his fingers. She motioned toward the long co...

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