• Poetry

    Trash Day by Michael Haeflinger

    Rainfall, a broken piece of floor, linoleum, recycling to the rim with beer cans, two neighbor girls off to school, someplace behind the pull of sky, a line of buildings dark all day. To continue reading Trash Day, click here.

  • Poetry

    The Community Garden by Michael Haeflinger

    Nothing beats a hard day’s work. Among snap pea trestles and tomato plant cages, I breathe deeply decomposition. Gone are barges of iron frame ghost rails and gone are board-ups of the imagination. It’s just me and the dirt and the morning To continue reading The Community Garden click here