I Collect Mothers A poem by Miranda Diaz I Collect Mothers And reach my arms out, empty To be filled by each one They offer original absolution Names for the feelings I keep Below my heart Pills and petals to... Continue Reading →
Of Air and Breath A poem by Melanie Civin Kenion Of Air and Breath I was with you when the air left your mouth for the last time, when you were old and no longer showing me the world which... Continue Reading →
Salt Lick A poem by Bonita Lini Markowski Salt Lick I call her mother. I am salt in her wounds: that she married him, didn’t know he was a drunk, that her father laughed at her wanting to go to... Continue Reading →
Thinking about Faith A poem by Sarah Russell Thinking about Faith I’m not talking religion here, although it’s nice to have that too. I’m thinking of the sun-rising-every-day kind of faith we take for granted—that cars coming at me will stay in their lanes,... Continue Reading →
Covenant A poem by Ping Yi Covenant “The train in the drain!” you chuckle and chant, clap and stomp in the tub, tasting the words your first time tasting the rhyme with the spray, as suds swirl where the green train... Continue Reading →
Weathering A poem by John Muro Weathering This blue lull of harbor, silvered by an early summer sun, I have seen before, a thing more akin to fire than water that extends in spun pewter flourish, then breaks apart and... Continue Reading →
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