Three Poems Issue no. 114 Spring 1990 This is where I count the hoursin the word “carnival.”Where autumn dries its bones.
The Unnecessary March 16th, 2016 Karen Murai’s poem “The Unnecessary” appeared in our Spring 1990 issue. A shoe full of water left on a porch,almost menacing like a swingthat begins to move by itself.So unnecessary and yet you’dhate to move it. It seems tohave a purpose, it snatches…