...Trista Foster 37 Trista Foster Feathers and Hair Abuse is watching the Pilgrim's Pride chickens bundled together in their box-wire crates flying down the highway in an 18...

... like the best laid plans. & when I crouch to tie those boys up, I love savoring the shy glory of my wife’s skirted knee. The stitched hem branching like the feather stems in a blue boa she would never wear. The first feather: America, home of lovers & EPMD breaking car...

... about The raging hummingbirds in your ear as you head-butted The Mustang into your mother’s Camry in the green zone Out front? Is there a way to strangle their feathered necks Or teach them how to crave destruction less? minnesota review 89 (2017) DOI 10.1215/00265667-4175989...

...Natasha Sajé © 2012 by Virginia Tech 2012 Natasha Sajé Happy and Sad come different ways through the brain —​ in one a feather is lofted on warm currents. In the other, lead talons drag you around a volcano’s rim. One’s a beach resort with...

... through the city’s magic mirrors the earth snake’s eyes peering in and out. Not the immaculate Mind purified of death, but the blessing of skin, scale, fur and feather, breath and pulse, the old blood, the code kept and spoken from the first cell saying trilobite, chameleon...

...Holly Jensen Holly Jensen Lost Footnotes of the Gospels 1. Actually, every ghost is holy. 2. And fish do feel pain. 3. The fallen angels did not fall, they rose like a feathered cyclone off the highest bluff of heaven. 4. Or if you don’t believe in God, believe...

... perfected Violet I know your nose won’t look too big on stage I know you’ll look like a feathered Ziegfeld girl how can you go home when you’re a constellation when Lou calls you wild from the bottom of the jukebox when you still don’t know completely minnesota review 86 (2016) DOI 10.1215...

... one duck after another until they tumble out of the sky like a rain of feathered boots. Supply trucks show up with crates of fresh ammuni­ tion. When there are no more ducks left, I shoot all the owls, then all the flamingos and the bald eagles. My brother won’t eat any of the dead. He keeps...

..., gears within gears grinding until the wounds are wound together, the grace of music calming every child’s feathers, arm in arm as they rise and sing in the Gulf’s fearsome swelter. ...

... of high school. He has moved from his room upstairs to a room in the basement, where a faux tiger-skin rug spreads across his floor. I cook fish sticks for him often, which he loves. Why is he here, taunting me, disseminating these bits of mold as a torn pillow disseminates feathers?” “I...

..., coated in Splash Zone compound. Shingle seals barking up at spray- ing feathers. I got a scrap heap under a tarp up in the backyard. Sunday, that’s my girl’s name, says it’s all junk. I need to get shit of it if I want her to move in with me. I can’t picture her up in here, though. She’s...

... which animals are visualized and put on display and by how distinct techniques of representation afford them different degrees of cultural significance. The issue that I am currently examining in my work is that of displays that transform bare flesh, feathers, and bone into knowledge...

..., the clowns, the Human Cannonball riding his cannon like a stallion. Estanzo paraded past the horses in their feathers and finery, skipped around the poodles, danced like a man half his age, oblivious to his obesity. The ground felt brutal beneath his feet; he was used to packed dirt, shorn...

... killed Custer in his sleep. I should have braided my horse’s mane with feathers and colored twine, put my blue clay handprint on its haunch and ridden alongside this warrior here who now sets his pinto down, the man rising in sight like something come over the...

...,” Selma says, standing on the street looking left and right. Whitey is her pet rooster. His plumage is as white as snow, except for his tail, which has a few black feathers. Whitey is a handsome bird with flaming red wattles and a straight two-inch-high comb. “I found this in the backyard...

... cadmium tal- ons gripped for empty air like palsied hands. Guard feathers obscured the chest, but his bullet had torn a red void out its back. A wing flapped. Turning the bird over with his boot, he saw it was a mature bald eagle. He grinned. It died then. With a dull hammer, Sull nailed the...

... smoke. It was only because of Hilmar’s dispassionate skill at diffusing the situation that the campus police were convinced to let the lecture go forward. Later I said to Hilmar, “I was practically shaking with fear. The way you fielded their questions without ruffling a feather was...

... The Swan, a Zeusian smile that conveys power and certitude, but also vulnerability, since, after all, you’re a delicately feathered fowl. It’s another of Leonardo’s, as in his Leda and the . . . Why so much Leonardo? His sublime insight into human nature, of course. But do try on...

...-jawed compatriots. 44 the minnesota review Robin’s neck was doing the same dance of incredulity, only I’m sure it looked cuter on her, her feathered hair sweeping on and off her shoulders as she scowled, rosy-cheeked. “But he was a pacifist!” I had missed the...

... and sub-Arctic regions of the world, though it is speculated that for winter very few may even migrate as far south as the extreme northern US along the Canadian border. The gyrfalcon constructs a nest of twigs lined with feathers, where the female will lay up to four...