Albritton’s poems take no prisoners. They’re raw, sensate, fierce—unapologetically so. She ferrets out the shadowy interstices lurking in . . . Continue Reading

“Really Loud and Partially Deaf” dedicated to my Husband, Army Veteran Mark Batton My wife brings up   a basket of laundry.   She doesn’t say anything.   She doesn’t need to. I know she despises folding laundry.   It’s a load of towels.   I grab one.   Warm and fresh-smelling. I fold it inContinue Reading