Posts tagged "partial cures"
Online Exclusive: “Purple Eyeshadow,” memoir by Rene Denfeld.

Online Exclusive: “Purple Eyeshadow,” memoir by Rene Denfeld.

An online exclusive … “When it was quiet I would stand and look out the windows at the streets I had recently escaped, and I was filled with such a surge of life.” When I was sixteen, I fought my way off the streets by getting a job at McDonald’s. It was the one on 6th...
Family Laundry: “What Came Between a Woman and Her Duties,” by Luanne Castle.

Family Laundry: “What Came Between a Woman and Her Duties,” by Luanne Castle.

“In the past, Mrs. Culver has been aided and abetted by her female friends in the art of painting …” Jennie DeKorn Culver, the author’s great-great-aunt, lived c. 1861–1947. BROAD STREET presents the second installment of a series tracing Luanne Castle’s ancestry in poems and short prose — with photographs, newspaper clippings, and other source materials: the small...
Share This Poem: “After having heart surgery, I ask my new love,” by Kelsey Ann Kerr.

Share This Poem: “After having heart surgery, I ask my new love,” by Kelsey Ann Kerr.

“Call me a Hindu god; my heart feels less now …” BROAD STREET presents a new poem by Kelsey Ann Kerr in keeping with our seasonal “Small Things, Partial Cures” theme. You can print out the broadside by downloading it at home, or scroll down to read in larger format. After having heart surgery, I ask...
Family Laundry: “More Burials,” by Luanne Castle.

Family Laundry: “More Burials,” by Luanne Castle.

“Far from the cemetery here in Zwammerdam, far from the hole they have already begun to dig …” A Dutch orphan survives abuse, emigrates to America, and dies of malaria while fighting in Cuba–all within twenty-one years. This third installment of the “Family Laundry” series sees Luanne Castle imagining a mother, long deceased, writing her son’s...
Family Laundry: “An Account of a Poor Oil Stove Bought off Dutch Pete,” by Luanne Castle.

Family Laundry: “An Account of a Poor Oil Stove Bought off Dutch Pete,” by Luanne Castle.

“She and the fire column in movement, she forward. It spins upward a hallucinatory dance…” BROAD STREET presents the first installment of a series tracing Luanne Castle’s ancestry in poems and short prose — with photographs, newspaper clippings, and other source materials: the small things from which Luanne has pieced together family history.The poem itself can be...