Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer: The Prayers
I had not imagined drowning
was the way to reach the shore.
Gerald Fleming: This Beauty
—after Uvalde It comes from nowhere, this beauty: attacks. In the dirt-road alley, walking with my four-year-old grandson, a stone wall, formed & fitted well by human hands, and on … Continue reading
Valerie Bacharach: Gratitude Journal
I was sure that I had failed my mother, unable to keep her in her home, as I had once promised.
Karen Friedland: Two Poems of Gratitude
There’s something to be said
for loving your life,
exactly as it is—
Michelle Bitting: Walls
Worst I had to deal with, well, I suppose that time my son was shut in a padded room and shit himself at the special needs school. He was 13 and having one helluva wiring crisis. I got called to come get him after he graffitied his feces across white walls.
Jose Padua: In the Season of Saints and Angels and Other Misfits
Thank you for the 80s, they were some of the most beautiful days I’ll never remember, thank you for the 90s, which I remember more of even though I was … Continue reading
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