Kathy, I’m Lost by Scott Nadelson Blame it on Simon & Garfunkel. Bookends was playing in the coffee shop where he stopped most mornings on his way to work, or maybe just Greatest Hits. In either case, those lyrics about laughing on the bus followed by...
Inside the Whale by Caitlin Dwyer I wanted to be wild and allowed to roam. Four months pregnant, I thought that motherhood could not change that instinct for exploration. Then I smelled the bear. Shit-smell filled my nostrils, rich and sour: the third scat we’d seen...
Ranch Hand by Jacqueline Hughes On Hearing the Bell’s Call to Evensong at the Holy Faith Church of Santa Fe Then agreeing we needed to find a lightning-free place to shelter and the statue of Saint Francis was delicate and resembled that boy from Paterson...
Abecedarian Break-Up Poem After Spending the Day Reading the Same 3 Children’s Books to Someone Else’s Baby by Sarah Brockhaus Always we’ve been Thursday. October. I’m giving up until spring,breathing only out. The sky knows, the blue skycries it at me every evening...
8 Ball Liturgy + When To Say No by Philip Schaefer 8 Ball Liturgy I replace my fingertips with olives, 10crystal balls. I voodoo around the kitchen like I’ve discovered a cure for stomachcancer. I give each globe a name: polly polyp, lung crust, see you tumorrow....
