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Poetry

Non sequitur as Metaphor - Photo by Andrea Quiroz

Non sequitur as metaphor

Not Alzheimer’s, just dementia unspecified, / said the neurologist

Poetry | March/April 2023 | By Patty Ware


Equation 65 - Photo by Sarah Nickerson - flowering grass

Equation 65

before he understood / one cannot be certain / where something is

Poetry | March/April 2023 | By Karen Arnold


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The Weight of You

No announcement of you / all those decades ago

Poetry | March/April 2023 | By Gail Snyder


Image to accompany March April LM - Poem - Port of Call

Port of Call

So out of the sticks and bones and ash / of my untended memory / the tiny chicks / bud again

Poetry | March/April 2023 | By Kate Falvey


Image by Alice Markov - Two Births - Mar April 2023 LM

Two Births

I birthed my mama / A wild thrashing muscular thing

Poetry | March/April 2023 | By Evelyn Digirolamo


Impractical Gifts - Photo by Sarah Nickerson @flxopenroads

Impractical Gifts

My daughter’s chubby starfish hands / stretch for the dark-mirrored river

Poetry | March/April 2023 | By Luca Salerno


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Silhouette Matins

My daughter listens to the canticle / of crickets

Poetry | March/April 2023 | By Steph Sundermann-Zinger


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Dahlia Lament

On Mother’s Day / you are 21

Poetry | March/April 2023 | By Laurie Kuntz


At My Son's Tennis Lesson - image by Cristina Anna Costello

At My Son’s Tennis Lesson

I’d set my timer for twenty-six minutes / fifteen seconds and write

Poetry | March/April 2023 | By Julie Ebin


Late Postpartum Dream Sequence

You might break anywhere.

Poetry | January/February 2023 | By Christy Lee Barnes


My Mother Suggests a Tranquilizer

Sometimes my son looks at me / the way an animal would—

Poetry | January/February 2023 | By Rebecca Brock


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