Elinor Ann Walker I will hunger “the wind, the wind,/ the heavenly child”—Hansel and Gretel “Don’t confuse hunger with greed;…
Month: September 2023
Kashiana Singh How to destroy a sunny side up, like an 8-month-old practice what you preach, walk the talk,…
Anya Kirshbaum In the Midst of Catastrophe, She Blesses What Falls I’m here to confess the asian pear tree…
Merie Kirby The witch I have become I plant cosmos and zinnia, flowers that hold their own crowns in…
Nicole Greaves Scars On a late Friday night in the sauna, women gather, stripped down to their underthings or…
Anna Abraham Gasaway The Kenmore Refrigerator The light’s gone out but it still keeps things cold and freezes—Sears has…
Ana María Carbonell El Laguito I walk down the dirt road to a shortcut through a few pines that…
Diane Raptosh As for Your Grandma Concettine Let x = any number of grandmothers / Let’s say yours never…
Keats Raptosh Conley Your mother, whose name I could never pronounce Dear Mom, Today we killed the rooster and…
Review by Jennifer Pons Rebecca Foust’s seventh book of poetry, entitled Only (2022), investigates the fleshy corporeality of woman, mother,…