memory

To a Grandfather

To a Grandfather 1276 1920 Kaitlin Ruiz

I was not appointed anything so linear as a form like yours, nothing so costly as your eyes—mine are little departures, stained where yours had been basins, washed over white.…

Seme(n)tery

Seme(n)tery 1920 1440 Marilee Goad

Trigger warning: depictions of sexual abuse   You bury your past between thighs open up secrets from graves disinterred lives saying kill the beast which does not look like you…

The Sunset

The Sunset 1920 1274 Norman Belanger

“You maybe want to get a cocktail?” Michael asks, his head is hanging out the bus window. We are both a bit overheated, already drunk. He’s pointing at this dive,…

The Clothes I Was Wearing

The Clothes I Was Wearing 1920 1252 Sandy Ebner

October 31, 1976 It was just after two in the morning when I finally stepped outside the bar and paused to light a cigarette. Exhausted, I leaned against the wall…

A Portrait

A Portrait 1920 1007 Alison Braid

The winter of 1992, the phone rang off the hook and wild dogs got into the peacock hut. Harriet read the last real winter had been in 1986, when the…

Ursa Minor

Ursa Minor 1920 1433 SK Grout

There is a scar on your inner thigh, that looks like a bear, and when I traipse my index finger too close, you go rowr. Always Ray, always. I walked…

in memory of someone who may not be dead

in memory of someone who may not be dead 1920 1080 alyssa hanna

for lillaree she was getting her doctorate on the last island she owns in my memory’s receding fogbank. it’s been thirteen years and i’d always figured she’d be dead by…

Apologia, America

Apologia, America 1920 1440 Todd Smith

Listen: it’s raining ash. The one holding his nose tight in blueish kleenex is your dead neighbor’s only certified son,   heir to eleven thumbs and a language made of…

Inheritances

Inheritances 1920 957 Katie Karnehm-Esh

I. My paternal grandmother lived in a brick ranch, with white trim and black shutters that didn’t close, in a small Ohio town. Her house was two doors down from…

Hunter

Hunter 1283 968 Justin Briley

She is serenity. A portrait fixed with a face like the Middle Pacific; cold and beckoning. As the frosted dirt cracks beneath my small feet, beneath layers of dead corn…

Barnlights

Barnlights 2500 1406 Amanda Crum

Those fireflies spark in the hum and burr of twilight, when our legs begin to itch from the day’s rambles. Chiggers and tall grass have left their mark, a tattoo…

De Consolatione ad Kamil: On Death

De Consolatione ad Kamil: On Death 2500 1406 Kamil Ahsan

I was three years old, the youngest of three, when my father passed away in Rawalpindi, Pakistan. I have no recollection of him. Any remainders are memories of memories, or…

The Red Curtain

The Red Curtain 955 619 Kevin McManus

James Madigan got out of the car and looked around. To his right he could see the imprints left where children had frolicked and carved out snow angels. The hollows…

last day

last day 1920 1080 Chris Wheeler

It’s not just that feeling of escaping something that opens up your chest, or the closure that lends rhythm to seasons of life: after spring, the long slow breath. After…

Coming Home

Coming Home 3264 2448 Laure Van Rensburg

Three hours and ten minutes before I can leave. Outside, it’s your favourite time of day. Those early hours that neither truly belong to night nor day when the upper…

hecate #1

hecate #1 3264 2448 Katherine DeCoste

undeath is in creation / and the degloving of hands / digging up of pale yellow talisman / kiss of moonlight through the willow branches / fade / d /…

Original Wisdom

Original Wisdom 1600 1200 Lesley-Anne Evans

My grandparents’ kitchen was indelibly turquoise their laminate countertops hosted black currant jam parties berries picked, cooked, poured into paraffin topped jars and plunged into hot water baths to save…

At the 50th

At the 50th 3024 2973 Krikor N. Der Hohannesian

Harvard College Reunion, Class of 1958 Adrift between symposia and seminars, a drizzle of reverie on Bow Street, aimless nostalgia graying in droplets of fog. At the corner of Arrow…

With Or Without You

With Or Without You 1920 953 Jeanna Paden

I remember the way February looks after midnight— jigsaw lines of houses, small front yards the rain crawling along the ground, turning to ice speaking blacktop cracks into existence. I…

Under the Catalpa Tree

Under the Catalpa Tree 3024 4032 Susan Mulder

I see it there knowing full well its cycled presence through daily passing. The wide green expanse a guardian canopy. And think, I’d like to lie out under the catalpa…

The Small River in the Gutter

The Small River in the Gutter 4025 2293 Alexandre Ferrere

There is this small river shaped like a gutter near my childhood home. It runs along a centenarian railroad, made of dry wood (with funny knots in it). Walking the…

Village Road

Village Road 2995 2443 Joyce Wheatley

Here, a village road, darkly quiet, winds under sunset’s opal sky, wisps tinged turquoise green, rose, tint the low horizon. Here, a country lake, old sailors dock weathered boats, dusty…

Remember That You Are Dust

Remember That You Are Dust 1600 900 Cyndie Randall

I crawl into your photograph, inch open the cupboard behind your shoulder, pull out a chipped glass kept for summer root beer. I hate your diet kind. Tastes like how…

Remembrance

Remembrance 720 960 Antony King

Loneliness has found me In the stillness of the night I reach to touch your hand… But your heart has taken flight. This lonely place was once a home So…