Being Light by Ken Lamberton

Even the smallest things may burst with light a hundred times larger than themselves.…

Will the Last Person to Leave, Please Turn Off the Words by Ken Lamberton

Dear Nephew, Your letter arrived today, posted three weeks ago, so our delivery service is slowly improving. I immediately recognized the bold lines dragged…

Seventeen Days in Baja with Richard Shelton and I Still Don’t Know Dick by Ken Lamberton

On 4th of April it begins with getting lost. “Just head south,” Richard Shelton advises after we cross into Tijuana and end up heading…

Are you a Poem? by Ken Lamberton

Are you a poem? I ask the cat / whose yellow eyes fasten to mine / with an innocence only predators can muster.…

Firstborn by Ken Lamberton

She came into the world squalling and wet in June when the summer monsoon breached the desert, dragging blankets of cloud across the foothills…
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