Notice of Hiatus
As of October 2021, Sewer Lid is on an official hiatus due to changes in the life situations and commitments of its editorial team. We thank you for your support and we welcome you to continue to enjoy the many… Continue Reading
Author: sewer lid
Poetry: Fact and Fiction
In the current climate of alternative facts and fake news, fact vs. fiction seems to always be a part of any debate. This has me fixated on facts—how they are determined, expressed, disseminated, you name it. When it comes… Continue Reading
Three Poems by Razielle Aigen
It’s Complicated An assemblage of opposing little lines—hyphens, dashes, minuses, backslashes and underscores arranged into a chevron or the slightly more intricate herringbone of an ascending and descending set of stairs, a veritable Escher etching. Against a current going both… Continue Reading
Two Poems by John Grey
Angel Angel was Lionel’s child bride. Her skin was brown on brown, draped in clothes that were handmade, with brown beads and wooden cross around her throat. If she had stayed on her island, she’d have been carrying jugs of… Continue Reading
Two Poems by D.S. Maolalai
My natural charm here it is and all: it’s Friday and a girl in a shop smiled at me today but for some reason that charm won’t chase the feeling of something more. I’m back in Dublin again, no more… Continue Reading
At Printers Row Lit Fest, Chicago
A Styrofoam cup skips down Jackson Boulevard followed by The Chicago Reader, a choreographed separation of pages. The top floors of Willis Tower sway slightly. On the lake, waves rock small boats. At sidewalk cafés on Printers Row, napkins rise… Continue Reading
Two Poems by Margarita Serafimova
Sofia in 1993 I only have my time, I know my rights. Cool, cool are the sun-baked streets, shady is the hot city. Untitled I was living in an ancient city. The city had disappeared, only spring remained. … Continue Reading
Two Poems by Sean Steele
Index Where in the manual of life— ———–given piecemeal, as demand demands ———–unfurled like a sheet to settle off-kilter onto some bed of experience —does it advise as to the intricacies of expression? in order to ascertain an approximate answer… Continue Reading
Bonfire of the Vanities from the Anna Pierrepont Series
I draw and paint, plein air and in-studio works, public figurative statuary for my art series, the Anna Pierrepont Series. The images are often combined with words into pictorial essays that explore the traumatic and often violent erasure of collective… Continue Reading
Deep Breath
I’m people-watching beside the towering stone stupa that memorializes the spot where, 3000 years ago, Siddhartha achieved enlightenment while in meditation under a fig tree, and which now lures devoted Buddhist pilgrims from across this world, including the ones in… Continue Reading