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YOU NEVER MADE IT TO MICHIGAN BY JENNIFER GURNEY

every time I’d visit Michigan in the summer I’d invite you you’d remind me that you’ve never been yet and you’d say I can’t this year maybe next time Baby every time we talked about my dream of retiring to Michigan you’d remind...

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HUDSON RIVER PAINTERS BY SHARON SCHOLL

Such lovely evasions they created, with brushes dipped in poetry. Their rivers flow serenely, skies radiant as the face of God. Their painted worlds are ruled by beauty and the law of love, ignoring the hardscrabble world below...

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I HAVE FELT A PRESENCE BY SHARON SCHOLL

Not up there, out there, somewhere separate from the reality around us. Nothing foreign like some great power leaning over the universe tweaking the force of fate, casually dispensing life and death. Not the Other, a stranger to...

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AT THE PLANETARIUM BY SHARON SCHOLL

The universe flares across the dome to a collective gasp of tilted viewers regaled with a parade of zeros estimating distances in light years. Venus winks seductively as Mercury goes whizzing by. Our moon’s craggy face glows...

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CHILDHOOD BY KIMBERLY SCARANO

Shag brown carpet tangled between my toes Amber light shining through sheer curtains  Steaming black tea with milk And of course Homemade chocolate chip cookies The wizard of oz on VHS Play, stop, rewind Play Follow the yellow...

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POSSIBILITIES IN MORNING BY DON MONAGHAN

—for Emma When you visit it’s the opposite of me going back home. Everything about you bigger than I remember. Hands. Feet. Words. Your long body poking out from pink sheets, in the bed I once thought made you seem as...

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Fall BY DON MONAGHAN

— for C.G. Another snifter of straight bourbon shuttles back and forth. Along a three-inch patch of bar top, your right hand, intent, a blend of care and caution, as though whiskey could be a Jenga block placed precariously on...

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SWEET DREAMS BY DAVID SUMMERS

Ted watched Muriel, his wife of 20 years, put down her book then turn off her bedside light. He’d hoped at least for the usual “good night,” but wasn’t surprised when she silently rolled on her side, away...

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