Dean Crawford
Photo: b1gw1ght
The first time I visit my father’s grave,
I apologize to him for not being a better son.
He apologizes to me
for not being a better father.
I have a difficult time growing up. My father tells me
who I should be or who I could be, but he isn’t
particularly interested in who I am
or [...]
Gerald Yelle
Photo: aussiegall
China were a far better partner than this
Ferlinghetti of the brain, better than
Discipline’s twin sister party favors,
Maintenance and Flonase. They take,
on the one hand, the flexing of a wrist to
mean the same weak nod for as long
as the moon captures daylight in its halo.
Cristina Trapani-Scott
Photo: powi
He was tall on Sundays,
his white shirt crisp,
his hazel eyes shaded
by the patio awning.
Heat from the grill
gave his stillness movement,
making him a reflection on water cut
Chris Mattingly
Photo: thebusybrain
By14, I had exceeded the accolades
Of Satchel Paige, Nolan Ryan
& Dizzy Dean combined.
I had a pitch
Like a ball dropping
Off a table into a hole
In the bat. & I threw so hard
Folks heard the catcher’s mitt pop
100 miles away.
Jill Kelly Koren
Photo: angela7dreams
Today we locked my grandpa out of the house
To keep him from bothering my mother about
The cookies baking; it made me feel a louse
To tell a grown man to get out, go out
With Paul, your son, out working on the farm.
Matthew Vetter
Photo: scottfeldstein
Quite suddenly, it is autumn.
The leaves of the maple fall
like asterisks, mere footnotes
to the pages of our days here.
Brian Russell
Photo: mark lorch
(The following is an excerpt of a memoir in progress.)
The temperature was in the single digits and a fierce wind blew on the afternoon of December 28, 1977 as my brother Dave and I prepared to fly to Puerto Rico. Mom drove us to the airport reminding us of all the precautions [...]
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