Poetry Go, GraduatesWhat if diplomas were earned for the second definition of the verb "graduate" ...Mark HiskesJune 14, 2022
Poetry Sacred IncipienceThen I saw the tree—dead, fallen years before, limbs snapped raw like broken bones, its trunk a shroud-less corpse still teeming with life.Mark HiskesJuly 20, 2021
Poetry E Pluribus UnumI measure, saw, drill, and rummage for more scrap wood, the garage air redolent with the sudden grace of Christmas tree, the gift of century-old spruce when cut.Mark HiskesJuly 20, 2021