Poetry by Jennifer Martelli
They found the snake sleeping and lidless, the shape of a humped woman halfway down its length.
They found the snake sleeping and lidless, the shape of a humped woman halfway down its length.
Art should speak for itself, and the artist should maintain a respectful distance and silence.
All day I bundled my strength in my lantern room and shone.
Self-portraiture is a primary element within his work.
A farmer named Amadou took him into a millet field to see a tree that was possessed.
She works part time at a dog daycare facility, where she attempts to learn the language of her people.
I find the board bearing the bright bloom of my blood and push the splinter into place.
My thirst for water brought me to him.
What passions rage in my heart, is that what you mean?
He told us all about bears and what to do when we met one.