Consumption
I became a consumer in 1967. Like those women appearing with alarming frequency on the cover of the National Enquirer who tell of having...
However
We found him in a dumpster, naked.
"It’s not what it looks like," he said.
I thought it was. My associate, however, was taken in.
While we...
A Short Tribute To The Word Quiver
She called it a perfect afternoon —
we had just left a poetry reading
and were enjoying our coffees
on a café couch beneath a red umbrella
slightly...
sliding or coasting?
an illustration that I made for a book with poems for children by Jordan Trethewey.
—Marcel Herms
