Alec Hershman

Poetry

“Block Party” by Alec Hershman

10 August 2012 on Poetry

When someone opened an umbrella we were family against the sun. The hours came apart like peat, daylight inducing phantom cocktails until customs could re-enter through the dinner guests. Still,...

Poetry

“Banquet” by Alec Hershman

10 August 2012 on Poetry

The dining-hall was white with fables, holding hands with cloth. A boy with a wick for a neck. Another who whispered into the ear of the candle, while napkins murmured...

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