A poem by Brian Tierney: "The light of that / jet, overhead, is my mind I’m seeing so scintillant, unreachable. / I am never where my body is."

Penelope Hegseth wrote that Donald Trump’s selection for secretary of defense “belittles, lies, cheats, sleeps around, and uses women for his own power and ego”

This Close to Dark by Brian Tierney — In Every Sto...

This Close to Dark by Brian Tierney — In Every Sto...

Christ was laid out in a glass coffin, like Snow White. I visited and re-visited him. He looked so much like my father on his deathbed.