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Sixteen, Salvation
by Nafisa A. Iqbal
Having hurled every last morsel in my stomach / into the sea, seven times over like a cruel parable, / I lie here drifting on the boat
My New House Guest
by Cecil Morris
Grief stands shirtless in boxers at my fridge / and looks as cold air spills over his feet.
Echocardiogram
by Karen Paul Holmes
The sonographer’s cool transducer slides / across jellied skin.
College Freshman
by Susan Trofimow
My daughter’s car remains / parked in our driveway / as it has each day for the past / two months.
Watching You Nap Beneath a Faded Quilt
by Angela Chaidez Vincent
The body is past tense. / It’s here, but / it’s already happened
Not
by B. Fulton Jennes
On Saturdays, our father loaded / his disappointment of daughters / into the back of the Chevy / and drove to the hardware store
Sunday Morning
by John Glowney
And the gray patches of sky over the house today / are nothing that a fresh coat of paint and some lilacs / wouldn’t fix.
Metastasis
by Ja’net Danielo
Our lives are a series / of black gaps. Someone I love is dying & this is what / I say to myself, not knowing what it means.
Capturing the Scent of Rain
by Karen Paul Holmes
Our ancestors taught us to love / the scent because we need rain / to survive
Lullaby for My Brother
by Carmen Fought
When I listen for your heart / I listen with my hands, / I listen with a hand on your chest






