I, too, had a friend like the poem describes. She was as blonde as our pinky-swears and as playful as any kid could be.

It is so rare that a poem leaves me with questions that I don’t mind asking. When I read Marin Hart’s “Portrait with House” during the...

Élan in its final form--the beautiful, glossy print book chock-full of unique, brilliant art and writing--is, in truth, the realization...