This week’s Broke-Ass Poet is Barbara Berman, author of The Generosity of Stars (Finishing Line Press, 2008) and Currents (Three Mile Harbor Press, 2018). STOCKTON, CA. For Geraldine Law Lee. When planes buzzed    during 1950s air shows she   recalled   wartime   bombing   and   froze. She wanted her kids to feel safe, to

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

A veteran tour guide gives us the hidden trails, different seasons, and forgotten secrets on the Rock.

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