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Poetry

Annunciation

Lisa Vihos

When I got to her earthen room,I thought, Oh God, no. Not this one.

Too young, too fragile, for this word-made-flesh deal you’ve got brewing.

Poetry

Neighbors

Jeri McCormick

I felt as if I knew him. I felt as if he knew me. —Young soldier, upon hearing about FDR’s death

Poetry

The Things We Did Not Bring

Lisa Vihos

I don’t think I ever brought

my sotto to your voce, my custom to your fit,my ultra to your marine.I know you did not bring

Poetry

The Self-organizing Universal Nail Salon

Kathleen Dale

As the young, slight, male manicuristdeftly massages my hand, we turn our headsin opposite directions as if such pleasurebetween strangers were unseemly in light

Poetry

Prayer (Song) for Magic

Sean Avery

Prayer (Song) for Magic

Poetry

Lesson at the Checkpoint

Lisa Vihos

Please be advised that snow globes are not allowed through the security check point. —LaGuardia Airport sign

Poetry

1950

Bruce Dethlefsen

at nightmy mother bathed me in a white tubscrubbed me with white soaprubbed me in a white towelhugged and plugged meinto pajamas and the white sheets

Poetry

Dreams of Water Bodies

Kimberly M. Blaeser

Muskrat—Wazhashk, small whiskered swimmer, you, a fluid arrow crossing waterways with the simple determination of one who has dived purple deep into mythic quest.

Poetry

Manooominike-giizis

Kimberly M. Blaeser

Ricing moon when poling arms groan like autumn winds through white pine. Old rhythms find the hands bend and pound the rice, rice kernels falling falling onto wooden ribs