The Water Pipe Breaks Before the Party

I’ve dug out the topsoil and spade though the heavy clay so now five kinds and color of earth are piled all around— dense wet chunks, light and ashy dust, brown clumps, black rocks, spirals of creamy, caramel looking sand.… Continue Reading

About Matthew Smith

Matthew is currently in the second year of the MACP program. He enjoys exploring the city with his wife, eating fresh bread, and moonlighting as a freelance writer. You can see his work online at www.mawordsmith.com.

One Thing I Have Learned

The critic is within me. About Matthew SmithMatthew is currently in the second year of the MACP program. He enjoys exploring the city with his wife, eating fresh bread, and moonlighting as a freelance writer. You can see his work… Continue Reading

About Matthew Smith

Matthew is currently in the second year of the MACP program. He enjoys exploring the city with his wife, eating fresh bread, and moonlighting as a freelance writer. You can see his work online at www.mawordsmith.com.

What the Poets Say

I think of all the poems written today, the million blinking cursors on illuminated screens, the fingers soft atop the plastic keys. I think of the pen scratching on the page arranging permanent, symbolic stains with intention and ink. I… Continue Reading

About Matthew Smith

Matthew is currently in the second year of the MACP program. He enjoys exploring the city with his wife, eating fresh bread, and moonlighting as a freelance writer. You can see his work online at www.mawordsmith.com.