Someone is calling to you from the sea,
beating the heavy waves with his tired hands.
(poetry/translations)
Tag: Bill Wolak
The song might be the length it took for a historic city to be destroyed (twenty-two minutes) one February evening.
Who collects the snow globes of war and of fathers?
A collection of snow globes, each says “it is snowing.”
(poetry)
… it should be noted that this is not the first time Zimbabwe has had an incident involving someone claiming to be a dead public figure from the past.
(No Place is Foreign)
…the promise of fulfillment rather than just a hole here or there or in several places at once…
(nonfiction)
Revolution / is the party we throw / at our unhappiness when we discover it / looks like tyranny
(poetry)
sharp lady heels sinking into the future // drawn fatefully in my tat of moth lace
(poetry)
The footbridge is missing a plank. / He has frayed the regard of everybody he knows.
(poetry)
Another Chicago Magazine 