She perked me up when she did her perfect pirouettes to the Blue Danube waltz. She wore a sky blue tutu made from stiff nylon netting and...

"The waslap of my father," a poem written and read by Rethabile Masilo, is from the book Waslap (The Onslaught Press, 2015). This reading...

In a hulking, black-clad mass, nearly twenty turkey vultures congregated in Maude’s yard. The 12-gauge shotgun blasts she fired over...

"After Lunch on Sundays," a poem written and read by Rethabile Masilo, is from the book Waslap (The Onslaught Press, 2015). This reading...

"The Horses," a poem written and read by Rethabile Masilo, is from the book Waslap (The Onslaught Press, 2015). This reading was streamed...

A selection from The View from My Ridge by Charles E. Rice Growing up in a mill town teaches one violence—and survival tactics. Pietistic...