Edited by Bradford Morrow
March 20, 2018
You can’t live forever in fear of language. Or well,
But it’s pathetic.
March 13, 2018
Come late spring the branches bear
creamy blooms then pulpy orange half-sweet
three- or four-stoned fruits that slip to the dirt
that all things living leave behind, dirt
February 27, 2018
You dwell at green lights
longer than expected.
Thoughts that had gone far
are slow in returning.
The Bard Fiction Prize winner Laura van den Berg reads from her work.
Monday, April 2, 2018
Campus Center, Weis Cinema