Competition Twenty-Three Winning Flash Fiction: A Poet Rejuvenates The Parts Other Treatments Cannot Reach
Do you still believe in Keats? she asks me, a sardonic smile playing about her mouth. I put down the Collected Works. They’re brindled with notes in my long-ago teenage scrawl. She can’t believe that Time has taught me nothing, has left me blind to love’s limits and the who-does-the-dishes antidote to a pounding, pacing […]