The Cafe Review

by Karina Borowicz If I cry when I tell you the dream don’t console me simply believe me it’s hard to put my darkness into words to describe the

by Karina Borowicz Again the circle of green light. My neighbor is sewing. With the two natures of a moth, his hands hover there, one futility

by E. Michael Desilets The Birdman of Burbank tinkered with his antique tin toys in the garage, nudging a bit of orange crud off the beak of a

by E. Michael Desilets There were weekends at the Happy Swallow when gap – toothed women took nothing from him but his pay envelope and a

by Andrea L. Watson Now this is what you shall do — Take the land each way you dream a lover earth skin seamless against his found beauty No

won a Barbara Deming Memorial Award for poems from The Good City, (Marsh Hawk Press, 2006.) Her work appears on a Library of Congress website,

is the author of several poetry chapbooks and two collections from Sheltering Pines Press. Her poetry and reviews have been widely published.

has had poems published in many journals and was awarded a Ruth Lilly Fellowship from the Poetry Foundation. She teaches at Southern Maine

originally hails from New York, where he taught English in public schools and at Long Island University. For the past nine years, he has

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