It’s 8:26 on Sunday morning, sun has risen high enough to paint the house across the street bright, cornice only, the rest still in shadow, the tree in front of it a black skeleton. The furled awning of the building behind it flaps from time to time, tiny, an inch across maybe. Behind that the […]
Julie Hart
Originally from Minnesota, Julie Hart has lived in London, Zurich, and Tokyo. She now resides in Brooklyn Heights, New York. Her work can be found in The Brooklyn Poets Anthology, vol. 1; Anti-Heroin Chic; Beautiful Losers; and elsewhere.
Arse Poetica
On the bus today I saw the future of my ass: full, wide and deep a cushion—no, a pouffe—squeezed into jeans but an Astarte for all that. True sitzfleisch. This is what happens when you become the home front, settle in a little too well on the couch, start to become one with it. Carry […]