After all the ways I have pictured sickness
how can I help but empty out?
Sara Renee Marshall, Letters for Others: JAC
It’s not clear how we walk: what into, what from. You, stranded from a mother, mothering.
Kate Jayroe, Screen Door
tonight, there’s an egg on the counter, just one, sitting perfectly still
Soft apple, your worminess concerns me. / After all the ways I have pictured sickness / how…
I keep running into the screen door at your parents’ house / it’s like I’m blind but…
Sara Renee Marshall
Letters for Others: JAC
Dear JC: / / Magnolia’s bud still sewn up, I got out of the house, though it was warm and…
The blue doors open. / The room fills with contrails. / / Leaping, fish / forget their…
Dena Rash Guzman
rougher than you can know
I’m quiet in the kisses I stop only a truckload of flowers / will rouse me I know I’m mean…
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