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Christine Butterworth-McDermott

When Your Mother Loses Her Mind This is the beginning when numbed by morphine she asks if you believe in heaven and you say yes...

Sarah Ann Winn

Funeral FAQs Question: Should we play a hymn when viewing the folded flag?Answer: Forgiveness is not a window full of fingerprints wiped clean.Question: What arrangement...

Todd Kaneko

Train Wreck You say the end will be a jumble of bones, a skeleton scrambled and left for the dogs. I say the whole damn cemetery can be upheaved...

Martin Ott

Dinosaur Gardens Every family’s story is the same in departure. We visited every summer, a pilgrimage to primordial creatures fashioned from lumber, concrete, and obsession....

Amy Bilodeau

Fruit Fish did you knowif you remove the bones& make a hollow inside the bodyfill it with ripe colors: kiwi, mango, lemonit will become something...

Kathleen Kirk

Harpoon Moonlight drapes the garden with a lullabycold as a harpoon. It knows its target,the heart. Later, the helpless, useful thingwill dive and flail, ribcage...

J.R. Tappenden

Tree for the Forest  Century Tree, St. Louis, MO nested concentric,one to another, accumulated. History isboth the quick injury that broke a young limb and...

Mariela Lemus

Mundane Scar Papi reclines on the couch a dark shadow in the dim lighting of the family room.  His finger probes the shiny skin stretched like burnt umber smeared along his sharp...

Rick Bursky

These Were Our Best Years We slept better after we invented violence, some of us resumed the habit of muffling cries with newly plumped pillows. We sang the...

Kate Greenstreet

M-A-T-H She said she’d come back if she could, to tell me. To say what it was like, but she didn’t.Snow blows off the roof...

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