Pietro di Cristoforo Vannucci kept a bowl Of herbs which flourished by his window. Morning light Discovered him in…

  We look at each other through glasses, now: Your mouth’s ravines match mine. The cross-hatching of your cheeks is…

  I was not bothered by the stitching under your eye until we reached the plateau and you fell in…

  A young man works alone in a sparsely furnished office, tapping at a computer keyboard. He wears dark wool…

  Although, from time to time, the Cathedral College Fathers loudly professed their faith in the miraculous, they seldom ran…

  A Filipino is clearing debris from the pool when Linda steps outside into the oily black evening. A group…