Tag: 2023
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Origin Stories – Maryann Hurtt
Even Dead Fish Become Roses by Maryann Hurtt she remembers in her last days as cancer slips through a back door trying to steal whatever was good but memories sustain her of a time relishing second chance lust even love and how she and her man lay on Onion River’s bank joining muck and grit…
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Origin Stories – Laurie Kuntz
“The Way You Talk Me Off the Roof” On My Husband learning the song If We Were Vampires by Jason Isbell by Laurie Kuntz I asked you to learn a love song with a sad chorus: This can’t go on forever Likely one of us will have to spend some days alone… and you spent…
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Origin Stories – Susan Barry-Schulz
Jones —on reading Alex D. at Jones Beach State Park, Field 2 by Susan Barry-Schulz I took your book, Love, to the windswept beach. Grains of sand hurled themselves deep into its spine. Pages fluttered— feathers and pages, papery wings inked in fire. A single cloud slid across the bluest of skies, darkening the seawater,…
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Origin Stories – Sarah Snyder
When God Listens To Eve by Sarah Snyder It’s hard to be the beginning the one pulled from a cage of ribs without the sweet smell of milk or symbiosis of skin, that’s probably why he and I began our cleaving, arriving already long-limbed and flat bellied. The only sanity would be to sleep next…
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Origin Stories – Cathy Thwing
Glosa: On Seeing Your Poem Beside the Words of Others by Cathy Thwing I stay quiet until the sun flattens on the landscape, and the map of the day unfolds its long dream of innocence. — ELEGY BY MARTIN WILLITTS JR. (from Gyroscope, Spring 2022) “Who will read?” Five hands shoot up. Not yours. Decades…
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Origin Stories – Claudia Reder
My Mother’s Superstitions (Bleigiessen) by Claudia Reder We were educated and superstitious, adoring black cats, uneasy about walking under ladders, yet climbing the rickety flight of steps to hear our tea leaves read. On New Year’s Eve platters adorned with marzipan pigs and Linzer torte, we’d spoon small amounts of melted lead into a bowl…
