Coming Back by Beverly Fontaine
“Coming Back” by Beverly LaFontaine The rosemary thirsts. The brown rice is mealy. A spider spins a universe between a leg of the piano and a shadowed corner of the living room. Get sick, stay in bed and that’s what happens. You become a ghost in your own life. Bits of me are floating back like moons to their mother planet. No one else has this exact memory of honey on toast or this bitter echo of a...
Hungers by Catherine Moore
“Hungers” by Catherine Moore She breathes deeply; it’s one of the few intrusions her body enjoys now, and she meditates fullness. Her husband left thirty-five years ago. She has as many years without him as with, more if one counts the years before college. Which she does because life started at their first date. And if she feels utterly mournful, she pulls out the Carmen Ash and wears satin for an afternoon....
I am an eternal river, dammed by the demands of home, children, work, and worry. The gulf is near, and I desperately long to reach the flowing water to join an ocean of sisterhood. | Kristi Dreesen, Missouri, USA
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