Poetry | June 01, 2007
Poetry Feature: K.A. Hays
Featuring the poems:
I’d Say God
So the Moths Come Slaloming out of Hollow Trees
The churchbells in Malé are ringing, possibly ushering out
And I Don’t Believe the View from Here
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30.2 (Summer 2007): "Truth in Fancy"
Featuring work by Tracy Jo Barnwell, Katie Chase, Douglas Delaney, K.A. Hays, Elizabeth Kirschner, Khaled Mattawa, Molly McNett, Benjamin Percy, Michelle Richmond, Barry Silesky, Joe Wilkins, and Z. Vance Wilson, … and an interview with Sam Shephard.
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