Pictures by BruegelWhat did I come in here for?Post-its to mark theincoherent text I discoveredon pp. 79 and 80 while craving cheese not just tunaand committed to completingthe sentence “I like...
Everything but the PineappleVirgin Mary sits soloin the East cornerwith smell of dieselthick in humid airHalf-moon in companyof Jupiter and Saturnover the river’s bendI’ve refamiliarizedmyself with the canalsthat took from...
My Daughter is a Falconress My daughteris a falconressin the grey fog skyshe draws with her eyesa tiny hood thatcontains my headMy daughteris a falconress& she sends me as faras her will...
The art featured in this issue uses acrylic paint, water color, repurposed mid-century textbooks and appropriated text. Click to Visit More from Tracey McTague —Essay —Poetry —Interview—Reading at Welcome to Boog...