By A. E. Stallings
Just as a swarm pours from a hollow rockIn one long beeline for the wild thyme,Alighting in clusters on this purple and that,But is stricken with a mass amnesiaThat disorients the compass of the sun,
By Susan B. A. Somers-Willett, Photography by Brenda Ann Kenneally
In Women of Troy, poet Susan Somers-Willett and photographer Brenda Ann Kenneally look at the lives of young, working-class women in Troy, New York.
By Susan B. A. Somers-Willett
You are the country at war and the city ablaze.You are the flags lining Fourth Street and the singer