Hybrid Poetry by Sue Landers
the priests—told the neighbors not—to sell their houses—told the white neighbors—not to sell their houses to black people—that to do so would be a beginning of an end
Authors
Moving Through a Country Is Never Done Quickly
Dec 12, 2016
Dear Harryette Mullen
Nov 07, 2016
Open Letter by Carol Dorf
Readers and writers can talk to each other across times and cultures.
Dear Kate Chopin
Oct 31, 2016
Open Letter by Emily Toth
You were so bored. You were so right.
Dear Edward Snowden
Sep 12, 2016
Open Letter by J.p. Lawrence
I don’t know if I would have done what you did under the same circumstances.
Dear Henry Miller
Sep 12, 2016
Open Letter by John Vogel
If there's a thread that binds us, I believe it’s hope, reasonable or not, for a kind of saving grace.
Some Failed Nocturnes for Sylvia Plath
Sep 12, 2016
Hybrid Poetry by Marie Chambers
Verbs begin to spiral from her mouth and coil outward into the sky.
Kate Chopin Corrupts the Young Person
Oct 12, 2015
TW Column by Emily Toth
Chopin set out to write what was then YA literature, but even her earliest stories have peculiar twists.
The Gift of Connecting with Animals
Mar 30, 2015
Theme Essay by Wendy Townsend
If not for my books and the iguana I rescued from a pet shop, I’m not sure how I would have survived.
If Only They Had Listicles in Regency England
Jan 26, 2015
TW Column by Emily Toth
The first sentence of Pride and Prejudice works as a tweet, but not as flash.
Rich Writers vs. the Critics—and Me
Oct 08, 2014
Theme Essay by Anna Coppola
Some people might criticize me for expecting a literary author to hold my hand and make it easy.
