Fallow Ground
BLOODLINE BY ALAN MEYROWITZ
Helen watched from her kitchen window as the young man approached. He carried a plate loosely covered by a napkin. She dried her hands with a small towel that she…
Empty SilosAn Inwood Horror by Alan Meyrowitz
Through his bedroom window, Hank had been watching the UFO for about twenty minutes as it moved in what seemed a random path across the night sky. It was a…
PoetryThree Beers Past Midnight by Alan Meyrowitz
ent diatribe and final condemnation— dignity’s death So, he said of love decayed and more recounted, unlikely tales of burden even for a drunkard grieving and yet my glass reminded…
No. 9 · TracksThe Docent Explains Holocaust Art
Two lines precisely parallel, parallel as railroad tracks Other lines, a multitude delicately drawn as if in their beginning tending toward a goal sublime ending in…