Chance left for college four months ago, but every day, she caught herself listening for the clatter of his backpack on the mudroom tiles. The thunder of his feet as he took the stairs two at a time. She was always waiting for him to come home.

If all the lands and islands of Greater Greece, from Peloponnese to the Dodecanese, were imagined to be a single body, Crete would be the protective belt holding together the abundant Aegean world of the Hellenic cosmos.

New Poetry: “Corridors” and “The Dogs of War”