Category: New England Review

    Fear
    Frost, Carol
    Dusk bled. For the frightened fledgling Silence’s sake
    it barely moved, the jugular going pale,
    and …

    Goat, The
    Saba, Umberto
    I’ve spoken to a goat.
    She was alone out in the field, and leashed.
    Sated with grass, drenched</…