Category: Literature
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From An Old Lover
Her letter drifted across an empty sky, a night shadow dragging its feet behind a wandering cloud. Striations on the walls of arroyos mark the arid years…
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From the publisher
I aim with The Seattle Star to use my pages to help rebuild our community, to use our knowledge and our limited power to bring artists together and to bring people together with artists. So far we have done this quietly, by publishing poetry, drama,…
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A Few Clumsy Words about Jeffrey Brown
When I first moved to Boston from Seattle in my early twenties, I was filled with confusion, excitement, and the terrifying thought that I had no idea what I was doing when it came to relationships, jobs and the other mysterious workings of the world.…
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Affair Begins
She waits outside the door. Or inside the door. Not in the door. I am in the bathroom. She is in the room. I just used the bathroom. She presumably did not just use the room. Besides her, there is also a bed in the…
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ArtsCorps Student Showcase: Watering the Grassroots
Virtually every good citizen is aware of the massive cuts made to arts funding and arts education on a national scale over the past twenty years. Fewer people, however, are aware of the immense disparity between the haves and the have nots when it comes…
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The Minister of Chance: Serial Telling
Those who know me also know I crusade regularly against bad science fiction in popular culture. They also know that I am not a Doctor Who fan by any stretch of the imagination. Probably, then, there will be some surprise in the ranks that I…
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Tell Me the Hurt Thing
Push number four because the stairs are murder: a crooked rattle- snake spine, windows painted shut, walls twice papered over, built into catacombs you’re sure they know by heart: busted hall lights & pitch dark landings, cul-de-sacs colored a murderous blood-red.
