Night Songs
2 September 2003
Vol. 3, No. 3
poetry
Some nights, birds take form
from nests of twisted barbwire,
or if not birds, something similar—
a coyote or your mother's hand.
Six Billion and the River
2 September 2003
Vol. 3, No. 3
poetry
I was once told the infant's eye
is able to drink water
from a curved leaf in China,
and when they sleep…