Sunlight on Rue Saint-Augustin
The flat is full of sunlight, too full of sunfor a morning after French wine andcherry blossom footsteps
atop streets dark with...
On a Middle-Aged Birthday
The worlds beginto thin now.So much that Iam not disturbedwhen I spill intoa life I leftlong ago. I buycheap coffeefor home,...
Spirits of the Anthropocene
I. Meditation
split-second papercut twinge the smell of cool morning giving way to too hot afternoon a wasp its long legs trailing...
In My Head: Tinnitus
Origin
From the Latin tinnire, “to ring or tinkle like a bell.”
Definition
The perception of noise or ringing in the ears.
Paradox
Nothing outside of...
Bethany Jarmul (Twitter:@BethanyJarmul) is a writer, editor, and artist. Her work has appeared in numerous literary magazines and been nominated for Best of the...
Side Quests
You travel alone across this emaciated America, this atom-scorched landscape where the cattle are radiation-burned, where the deer wander with both heads alert...
