Ekphrastic Challenge

Wind Chime

Rattle / August 1, 2015

When I hear the wind chime I think, what is that noise? A high, metal tinkle A warm, low, hollow […]

Rattle / July 24, 2015

Welcome to Laurel, Delaware, population three thousand seven hundred where the Route 9 sign hides embarrassed to be associated with

Rattle / July 17, 2015

The plump, elderly woman beside me sleeps with chin to her distended chest. She rouses from a road bump, spots

Rattle / June 26, 2015

When was the last time I touched your hair pale as milk, face wan as the carton that claimed

Rattle / June 19, 2015

It took forever for the light to fade. All my manhood, that old overcoat, was gone, and I was no

Rattle / April 25, 2015

Call me a pessimist but one flower over each eye won’t shield ours souls from heaven. It’s just wishful