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Self-Portrait at 32

Self-Portrait at 32

              Whose isolation is lonelier than undisturbed snow. Whose loss can be deeper than a forgotten memory of loss. Whose church is a silence where a bowed head speaks to God. Whose fists bang against walls like words on deaf ears. Whose peace is hearing raindrops fall on a [...]

The Reel Classroom by Margaret Finnegan

The Reel Classroom by Margaret Finnegan

  A little bit of a nervous breakdown brought me back to teaching. I had left academia when my daughter was born, and for a good while I loved everything about the stay-home mom business. I was that woman who wanted to see the first step and hear the first word.  I was the one [...]

You Rock Me Sonnenizio

You Rock Me Sonnenizio

            after Ingres’ Comtesse d’Haussonville   The face of all the world is changed, I think, each pleat and ruffle smoothed into eternity. I’m face- to-face with your icy blue threads. Your nape mirrored above the hearth gravels my sang-froid. Let’s face it, this triple façade of royal flesh stains [...]

Strawberry Yellow: A Mas Arai Mystery

Strawberry Yellow: A Mas Arai Mystery

Shug Arai didn’t have any shoulders, or at least it looked like he didn’t have any. So when Mas Arai peered into the statin-lined casket to gaze at the body of his second cousin, one of the few relatives that he had in the United States, he was startled to see that someone—most likely the [...]

After Imaging by Linda Dove

After Imaging by Linda Dove

After imaging In the scan of my head there are lakes, frozen and lit. At altitude, sockets of snow. In the door of my head lights left burning where I crave the doused dark. The doctor’s voice is a mouthful of cloud. She spits out words sequela      foci      lesions  that flit [...]

Boxes by Linda Dove

Boxes by Linda Dove

A minnow found in the stomach of a pickerel had a pickerel in its stomach that had in its stomach a minnow. —John McPhee We think we’re off the hook— contained in containers of multitudes. When the goldfish dies, we dissect the pet-store tank for its match. No one worries like we do. We keepsake [...]

Waking

Waking

              WAKING Of morning light on your hands, two paper lanterns on the mahogany nightstand and last night’s shadows rescinding into the room’s crevices. Of our befores, and how years spiraled into years. Of seconds now, of seconds (and the silent gap between seconds), of seconds resonating from now’s [...]

There Is No Echo

There Is No Echo

The doctor tells me I have a small heart yet it is strong, does not skip, no reverbration when its doors close. He holds the strip of paper in his palms while the nurse removes conductors, each making a small suckling sound as it pulls away from my skin. I joke that my heart is [...]

“Snapshot”

“Snapshot”

Memories cherished polaroid pictures witness good old days family barbecue khaki shorts colorful halters strappy sandals sunlight glare glasses shade eyes ice cold drinks comfort niceness floats wrapped in pink chiffon dusk drop polite questions unhinge answers babies born dash of death couples recoupled kids off to work college jail mother father hood rain of [...]

Car Wash in Echo Park

Car Wash in Echo Park

Just me, the kid, and random vatos hosing down our precious autos. A carvac hiccups, coughs and whines. With hard work, fenders almost shine. A single boom box emits notes, and from our unsuspecting throats the dark blue of a song we know rises like a u.f.o. We belt it out. Then almost blush, lean [...]

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