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Volume 16

Kristian O’Hare

And it’s only June Dusk, in Clarkdale, Arizona, an old copper mining town now hip with art galleries and wineries. At our Airbnb, we lie naked, on top...

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...

Sarah Fawn Montgomery

Deadheading You argue the blooms still alive when we both see brittle ghosts hovering over twisted roots, translucent petals pink as the time wine stained our lips, bed an excuse to day dream...

Brad Snyder

Rituals Whenever the Yankees play the Twins I think of the child we never had. I regret the connection. It feels cheap for a baseball...

Susan L. Leary

Entertainer of the Year Before the lilac trees were cut down, there were mornings the purplish stems wrapped in tin foil could bring a person happiness. Schoolchildren made the...

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...

Allison Griffith

A Messenger Between In the summer of 2022, we moved to South Bend, Indiana. It was once my college town, though I never paid much...

Jen Karetnick

Galaxies An American sentence acrostic golden shovel, after the Indigo Girls Grooving around our small town on the last night before college, we wondered, Whatabout the...

Martha Silano

The Signs Were Clear  at the botanical garden where hot irises pulsed with hormones, where my daughter asked, won’t you take me down to fuchsia town?...

Marilyn Bousquin

Swinging in the Dark Wednesday, December 7, 2022 We talked by phone several times a week on my walks up Rivermont Avenue, but once you entered...

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