Amy Gallo Ryan Water’s Edge Fifteen fingers worm through mine, burrowing and squirming as they pull hard for leverage.…
Month: December 2024
Melissa Mowry Cinderella & I Before I hit the uphill climb of my long, winding driveway, I take a…
Sharon Dolin Two Questions after Marianne Moore My mother would ask, “Is he tall? Is he a good kisser?” whenever…
Jennifer Garfield ghazal for the meadow of my heart forgive me: this morning i walked through a meadow damp…
Amy Lee Heinlen In a poem just like this one a woman, once womb, feels the waistband of her…
Vicki Iorio The S-Trap After rescuing my daughter’s beheaded bobbing Barbie heads from my toilet’s S-trap, Dave, the plumber,…
Katie Kalisz First Book I want to bury the boxes of books in the yard, somewhere the dog can’t…
Cathy Cultice Lentes Red Pens I’m grown now a survivor of childhood and motherhood my own children growing going…
Allison Mei-Li I Don’t Want to Write a Poem After Isabelle Correa I want to birth a poem…
Angela Sucich Fourth Trimester iPhone Poet Note: This poem…