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Elizabeth Torres

Elegy for the platform I built of untreated cedar wood planks from Home Depot, that I painted madder yellow, overlaid with Scandinavian flowers like something...

Emily Patterson

Uninhabited That January we ate ramen, broth sharpas vinegar. Sipped the sizzling disappointment while snow cascaded from the second flooruntil our city grew unrecognizable. By April love was...

Stefanie Kirby

With Wind The curtain breathes when I give birth to death, its push from open windows: out. They mark my door with a leaf to say, There is no breath inside this...

Emily Patterson

After Two Years, the Midwife Explains pre{eclampsia—a condition comparable to milk fever in cows and dogs} which explains how my blood soared in the days after as drops of milk rivered how...

Kuhu Joshi

Romanticism I pretend my mother is not sick but resting. If you guys are feeling anxious just pray, she texts on the family WhatsApp and sends us a...

Emily Brisse

Driving West Ten years ago, on each weekday morning in the months before my son was born, I drove west. I drove through countryside, past...

Stephanie Pritchard

Statistics “An estimated 23 million miscarriages occur every year worldwide, translating to 44 pregnancy losses each minute.” Quenby, Siobhan “Miscarriage matters: the epidemiological, physical, psychological, and...

 Jessica Smith

Mother’s Day My son lies on his back beneath a bed of stars. My motherpurchased the stars for him. He has learned howto switch the...

Kaitlyn Teer

In the Season of Little Things In the season of little things, my daughter learns to say bee. There are seventeen ladybugs in a board book....

Montserrat Andrée Carty

Where Does the Love Go? 1. A fiction: I’m walking down the street. A little girl with chestnut curls holds my hand. This tiny hand is...

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