A Woman In Her Room A woman in her room feels sometimes that she lives on the back of the world, as if, while studying a tapestry, she found she had been gazing at its rough reverse.  On Rossetti’s ‘Blue Silk Dress’ Jane Burden, famous for your face and illustrious

We like poetry (we swear) and we’re making space for it, too. Today’s Broke-Ass poet is local author and “busy, somewhat overfed crepuscular passerine,” Curt Hopkins. III. The paranoid dead From the broken soil spirits whisper, Goth and Magothy are the kings of the Unclean Nations. The dead are the

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The pencil shavings left over from your makeup are still here as is some hairspray and the champagne glass you stole for me. Your essence is strewn around my room like smoke stains from a fire but you’re not here nor will you probably ever be again. The cars and

Me: I think I’m actually going to post about being romantic. She: Now that’s something I’d like to read… People love to fit things, especially other people, into boxes. It makes sense. We understand the world through contrast and binary. If something’s not good, it’s: ______. If something’s not hot,