Showing Up ~ Robin Chapman

    All my exhortations to show up at the studio door, the desk, the page— what’s missing still? The willingness to pay attention to the everyday—to say how last night the racket along the road by the marsh was Hyla crucifer— spring peepers lost in their urgent trilling, mating songs so loud Will thinks […]

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The Homely Girls ~ Jacob M. Appel

  Three days into the school year—her thirtieth!— And already she divines the full-grown men and women Marked to inherit these slight torsos, these paste-slathered Six-year-old hands.  Like Polynesian navigators sighting Distant vessels in the lap of a single wave, or the crystal-eyed Field marshal who reads an army’s fate, and an empire’s, In far-off […]

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A Prayer for Enough ~ Tracy Koretsky

    We bake bread in new pans guaranteed for a lifetime. He shapes and turns while I add more flour.  We knead together, each our own share. Our strands, stiffening, strengthening, will, in quiet warmth, rise. The joy is in the waiting: the comforting anticipation of certainty, the smell of a home where care […]

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Goodwill ~ Matthew Murrey

    Someone who won’t bat an eye at a used shirt or tie, who will riffle through a rack of dresses and shirts then crowd with you in the rickety dressing room to try them all on. And what of it, if those pants sat down to someone else’s dinners, or that soft dress […]

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How to End an Affair ~ Cindy King

  As soon as you catch his eye, let it go, and when he has your ear, quit listening. If that doesn’t work, fall back into your body whenever gravity returns. If nothing beats the bars of his ribs, your pulse will no longer sing blue. The air will cool, and make room for you, […]

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Panfish ~ Terry Savoie

  “remarkable ponds and/cattails” Robin Blaser   Five bluegill, a rock bass, one pumpkinseed, & several finger length perch for tossing back, all by noonday when, content to ease up, drowsy-eyed, I rest on a ruined milk bucket turned downside up on the promising ridge of pebbled, farm pond shoreline, the pond set somewhere in […]

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Family Reunion ~ Terry Ann Thaxton

  Each day I walk to the creek knowing I long ago gave up my mother’s heaven. My family’s reunion is taking place fifty miles away —a pig sliced open in honor of an uncle, home from saving the world. I’m certain the bruise on my knee is a sunset. Why didn’t I say this […]

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