I may be soggy with sleep and the wispy, leftover fragrance of night jasmine, but let me be luminous. Strut with the fawns.

​Thank Hera for this fleeting peace—a pack of Marlboro Reds and a womanly toga are all I need to stay sane. I hear the racing taxis go charioting by. Two will collide when the sun flirts with...

Southeast Review offers four annual contests: the Gearhart Poetry Contest, the World's Best Short-Short Story Contest, the Ned Stuckey-French Nonfiction Contest, and the Southeast Review Art Contest. ...

In the latest twist on DeSantis' war on Pride crosswalks in the state, a judge has ruled that police had no probable cause to arrest a sidewalk chalkers. Then, three more were arrested.

Figure with Stars (1933), Joan MiróTricksand my children became ghouls flitting between the veil of night,that year, they were in Betelgeuse,handing out candy to the unabsolved, the vampires, the cron...

When the GPS goes rogue and routes me through backwoods and boonies somewhere north of Brooksville, down unmarked roads populated with more cyclists and horse-drawn carriages than cars, I almost can’t...

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All TalkI wanted to write a poem about your voice, how you spoke as if there were a barn burning behind me, and only you could see it. Instead I started writing about horses, which I thoughtcould some...

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if your therapist got together with mine, what would they talk about? Not our dull lives—far too tedious for an all-day rendezvous—so perhaps they’d rent a swan boat out on the lake, pedal into sun…

Thoughts and prayers. On Thursday, April 17, a 20-year-old boy, a student, walked around FSU’s sunny campus, firing a handgun. Two dead; six injured. The response from our elected leaders? The usual: ...

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