By Randall Horton
A bedraggled man sits on the steps of the Bleeker Street Station in Manhattan – one shoe on, one shoe off. He talks to himself so fast the words in his mind cannot possibly keep up with … Continue reading→
There are a lot of good reasons why both print and online journals – and Radius is no exception – involve themselves in the rigmarole of nominating its contributors for awards. A little prestige and exposure can bring in readers, … Continue reading→
A Reoccurring Nightmare In Maximum Security
By Randall Horton
it begins where moonlight ends
slipping through the horizontal
window, wraps each iron bar
of the prison you have become
a longer extension of the cell
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