Lisa Ampleman Unremarkable My deepest sadnesses are completely ordinary. Not the predicament of roundworms as the shuttle…
Browsing: Mother Folk
Nicole Brooks The Mother Speaks I shrink to a diamond My daughter palms. I’m squat As the littlest Russian…
Susan Calvillo Urban Legend I don’t make love, orgasm, or stimulate my nipples forget about cuddle napping, doing…
Olivia Cronk excerpt from “Mothering as Archive as Textural Surface” With Visual Art by Anne Zielenski Fleming A Quipu…
Jamie Etheridge We are (not) fish tales She can’t breathe and I can’t breathe because we are underwater. Only…
Cheryl J. Fish Abecedarian: Spit Three Times After a compliment, after a friend or stranger remarked how Beautiful, your…
Megan Gannon Dispatch from Another Familiar Fairy Tale We did not abandon them there, though it was my idea:…
Heidi Fiedler Selkie Past the wolves, and goblins too, The seals fatten in the sun, Transforming from solid to…
Hannah Grieco This is a story about a girl who fixes and lifts and carries and if she stops,…
Jonie McIntire Snow White in Hardin County Snow White started no revolutions, never protested her place among the…