In Memory Of by Peg Duthie
“In Memory Of” by Peg Duthie My aunt hanged herself, but her children told the press she’d overdosed on pills. It was in fact pills for the boyfriend of my then best friend. She had her own pills, and I never found out if they helped or healed her: I moved away. She stopped writing back. I pictured my letters chewed into spitwads. There were pills, too, for Mr. Popularity— a prince of my high school...
Untitled jisei series by Shirley Plummer
“Untitled jisei series” by Shirley Plummer Based on Lewis Turco’s Paradigm have morning birds flown? still earth under empty sky do you fear the dark birds of prey swooping ’round me circling the death that is near sweet song of blackbird plucks at the strings of a harp my heart cries out at fledgeling’s wistful entreaty owl eyes terrorize alarmed child...
Visit to Sete by Lynn Tudor Deming
“Visit to Sete” by Lynn Tudor Deming Long drive down the coast to reach That small cemetery set over the sea White tombstones tilting their sails Under the fragrant pines Immensity of light. An old man with his cane Perched alone in the staggering sun Come to feed the cats Elegant in a blue turtleneck Knowing the hunger of the stray. My father lay once in the nursing home His cane by the bed Fully attired for...
When the Moonlight by Berwyn Moore
“When the Moonlight” by Berwyn Moore in memory of Ann Contact inhibition: The cessation of cellular growth and division due...
Woman Waiting by Antonia Clark
“Woman Waiting” by Antonia Clark She ignores clocks and calendars, lets time slip through her fingers. One summer, she ran barefoot all the way to Hartland, a love note clutched in her fist, her hair like fire taken by wind, a thin cotton skirt clinging to her bare legs. So easy, then, to question perfect strangers about birth, blood, to keep faith with her own body’s deep secrets. Now, she smooths a...
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