fall 2015 / Poetry 2015 / Uncategorized / Volume 46

(Almost) Best in the World—Alex Andrew Hughes

His old arms fight to hold three six-packs of cheap beer, waiting to pay behind me. He’s pinned them to his gut, bent his knees, and absorbs the ice-cold blows in silence.   With one ear I hear as I walk toward the door, “I was the number 5 heavy-weight boxer in the world!” and … Continue reading