【by Sydney Smith】 They call him by his last name, never his first, though he always insists, it just seems too intimate. His skin is …
Mother’s Day
【by Allie Mikalatos】bacon in first, heat to high, meat sizzles, shrinks, seasoningawake and ready for eggs. good morning to the barn cat,the grass, the overcast …
An Ode to Shrivel the Mink
【by Maria Korman】 The poor dead mink lay cold and stillUpon the dissection mat.I tried not to make eye contactWith that pale and mummified rat. …
To a Hat Miser
【by Maria Korman】 I had the good ideaTo shave off all my hair.‘Twas the middle of the winterAnd my scalp was oh-so-bare! I think you …
My Grandfather, A Boy
【by Ava Foley】 I picture you boundingover lettuce sprouts and stones with the gangly graceof a young buck; the muddy badges of boyhood decorating pale …
General Store
【by Sadie Zeiner-Morrish】 Down the street was what we called the General Store,Although that isn’t really what it was,Just a someone’s house with a chicken …
In the Winter Months We Were Always Thankful
【by Sadie Zeiner-Morrish】 I. NovemberIn the winter months we were always thankful Evenwhen our bones ached and our backs creaked, Forfull stomachs and quiet houses …
River-Wishing
【by Sadie Zeiner-Morrish】 The river so big I almost drowned at ten years old,As my tanned arms clung to the metal of the bridgeAnd the …
Weight of the Feminine
【by Sydney Smith】 I am an old wives’ tale.Around the firethey whispered about my face,and the wind spoke of meon his latest travel through the …
Saying Goodbye to Charlestown Beach
【by Alexis Osowiecki】 The ocean sits cool and somber gray before me.The sun remains shrouded behind a barricadeof clouds, and everything is cast in shadow.It’s …