Jamie Etheridge We are (not) fish tales She can’t breathe and I can’t breathe because we are underwater. Only…
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Hess Love Crab Cakes Supposedly Hester was out of her mind, however, she was also brilliant. Hester made…
Susanna Rich Knock on Wood, Grandmother Mumchy taught me, if anyone says anything good. And not just any wood. …
DW McKinney Sun Tea When the dust storms dwindle and the air is thick with heat, I pull a…
Linen Hankies by Sarah W. Bartlett Mutti, we called her. That’s the equivalent of “Mom” in German. A title we…
If the Shoe Fits by Jessica Feder-Birnbaum How can we keep the dead alive? In memory? In spirit? In…deed?…
An Imperfect Mother by Joan Leotta One of my early memories is marveling over a statue of Mary, the…
Point-Counterpoint by Linda Murphy Marshall Flip sides of the same coin. Yin and yang. Point, counterpoint. Sisters. Besides their…
May Day by Heather Haldeman “Hurray! Hurray! It’s the 1st of May. Outdoor sex starts today!” “Mom!” “I know,”…
Role Models? In this folio, our third in our series on “Mother Figures,” poets and prose writers grapple…