(1869-1911) (1911-1976)
a poem by Thomas Thornburg
In Pawhuska, Oklahoma, where the rolling purple plains
Have turned to dust beneath the wheel of Time,
At the turn of this last century, having come around to crime,
Elmer McCurdy turned to robbing trains.
There the ghost of John Brown’s body walks the bloody Kansas flat,
And the shades of Frank and Jesse [...]

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From Brian Godinez

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A Poem by Stan

I
The night cools in midnight blues
The moon itself whipped and scourged
By myriad limbs rolling quietly by;
Only the sweet purring of gears in the night.
II
The speaker of this speech is thinking thoughts,
The speaker thinks,
Thoughts doggy and four-legged
And bearing fangs:
A growl, a shaking limb
And moving grass.
“Why didn’t you buy a light?”
III
The summer sun invests [...]

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