I’m thinking about death. I am thinking about love. I am thinking about death and love, intertwining. This is what happens to your brain when you read Sara Schaff’s newest book, The Invention of Love. Opposites attract and mix and…
I’m struggling right now, but hey, I’ve got my rights. Not healthcare rights, not reproductive rights, not education rights, but I’ve got my gun rights. A Gatling gun in every home—let’s make the West wild again. For a while now…
THE ELSEWHERE. Neither now nor when,/ consequence-bereft, uncircumscribed/ by past and future cones, the infinite/ fraction between synapses and stars. There are so many different kinds of poets in the world. This seems like a rather obvious statement, but it…
Over the years, a surplus of art historians, doctors, and psychologists, have scratched their heads over the interpretation of the Character Heads from the German sculptor Franz Xaver Messerschmidt (1736–1783). They have suggested that the busts were the result of…
The old poets gather in Vesuvio’s/ talking and taking pictures of each other/ studying the old photos on the wall/ and remembering people who are dead Next month will mark my sixth anniversary as a reviewer for At The Inkwell.…
Like many Americans, Hillary Leftwich lost her job due to the COVID-19 global pandemic, which she called a “divine intervention,” the perfect condition to launch her new business. She’d spent years editing others’ work and realized she could turn this sought-after skill…
