CASSANDRAEven Hecuba will, in shame, forget the breathed-in blueprint of a daughter. That rush of newborn skin and sweat: better than wine, better...
MIHOS AND THE STRAYHe makes of her his kingdom, knows nothing else but her milk flowing for him: the flick of her tongue interrupting sleep. It's only when...
HIGH WINDOWI move my desk from its spot facing the radiator to a braver place by the window There is more to distract me here: light, storms, snow....
SNOW ANGELSThe ice-night has softened and snow falls. The ghosts of us, (with hot coffee in expensive cups) look beyond the breakers to the line...