A Brief Reflection on the Nature of Home

Joseph Natali, C’19 I sit on my porch, pipe in hand, reclining in a decaying camp chair while fragrant smoke curls around my head. It’s too hot for the end of September, and I wonder if it has anything to do with the burning forest the next state over. A year ago, sweat would haveContinue reading “A Brief Reflection on the Nature of Home”

to them, of pleasure

Irina Rusanova, C’20 i. to Sappho what could be more [         ] beautiful than blossoms rubbing [         ] in the breeze ii. to Rimbaud  Rest your mind on this lonesome shoulder, cease to be skeletal, to wonder, wander, attaché of copulation. Ah, begotten one, sever that arm, that finger dripping with satisfaction. Your eyes bearContinue reading “to them, of pleasure”

The Devil in Passive or Byzantium Regained

Michael Doelling, C’20 Where are you my Hellenic beauties? With your silky jet hair and Aegean blue eyes. Lush mystic Mouse lips with warm June Hugs. Desire remembered and enjoyed As I see the Armenians spin portals. Come to Me and I’ll give you more than A toothless smile. Come to me And I’ll giveContinue reading “The Devil in Passive or Byzantium Regained”