Poetry Elisa Peterson Poetry Elisa Peterson

Mother’s Backyard by Elisa Peterson

Mother’s backyard was groomed,
except for the fenceless perimeter
where wild blackberries loomed
seven feet tall.

Every year she would cut them back.
Every year they grew back, with a
vengeance, calling to mind science
fiction tales – carnivorous plants
who devoured their humans, slowly.

Why, I wondered, didn’t she call in
the experts to kill them?
[…]

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Poetry Tyrean Martinson Poetry Tyrean Martinson

Peace With the Wild by Tyrean Martinson

Not for man's conventions but

For the peace with the wild,

I practice sitting still–

For mornings on my back deck

To watch the soft rabbit in the grass

And the yearling buck who steps slow

Out of wood's edge to curl

Into a bed of clover he nibbles […]

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Poetry Dawn Ellis Poetry Dawn Ellis

To Henderson Bay Will I Go by Dawn Ellis

I will arise now and go to Henderson Bay,

to the old, shingled cabin with sun-worn decking,

and mice that run through sunbeams, across the top of the couch.

A sleeping porch will I have there, windowed with sheets

of plastic, where the music of the creek underneath

and the sound of waves lapping on the beach float in.

And I shall have the peace of lazy summer days spent

with my younger sisters and brother, urging, “Jump! Jump!”

Swinging out from the bulkhead, on the knotted rope,

I will drop into the frigid salt water at high tide.

I will sputter at the cold. My sisters and brother will applaud.

My best friend, Michelle Ledbetter, will caution me,

“Careful of the spikes.” I will climb with Michelle,

up onto the old, wrecked barge, washed up down the way.

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Poetry Samantha Melamed Poetry Samantha Melamed

Eating the Heart That Gives Out in Fear by Samantha Melamed

We left in a hurry so there’s nothing left for you in the housebut if you look out the window you can see the encroaching flamesgutting the town along their warpathsave the only church still standing on Ash Street

At noon you count the bulbous heads of the dandelionsat 3pm the sparrows line up on the telephone wires across the street

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Poem Hannah Trontvet Poem Hannah Trontvet

Backstop to a Rumble by Hannah Trontvet

Little neighbor girl, your head once bounced above my fence to the creak of trampoline springs. That night your neck bent down below your kitchen table to shelter from the shell shot. One grazed your abdomen. They say you are okay, but your trampoline is still quiet.

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Poetry Elizabeth Beck Poetry Elizabeth Beck

Why I Married the House Carpenter by Elizabeth Beck

A phantom is always easier to chase/The chill always easier than/warm sheets on summer nights. Wrapped in the comfort of your distant interest and cold vows/The ghost of your jawline against the very present curve/of my cheek and I can almost smell you lingering in the doorway/The prickling wind, heavy/with tidal changes, delivering/then casting

off

away

I am the anchor, I am the sturdy mast to which you are lashed

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Poem Michael Haeflinger Poem Michael Haeflinger

Trash Day by Michael Haeflinger

Rainfall, a broken piece of floor, linoleum,
recycling to the rim with beer cans,
two neighbor girls off to school,
someplace behind the pull of sky,
a line of buildings dark all day.

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Poem Lornas McGinnis Poem Lornas McGinnis

A Touch of Shade by Lorna McGinnis

Clouds cast shadows like hawk’s wings,

Breathing down my neck when the wind turns cold.

The gloom elongates, stretching up the brick walls,

Dimming them so their flushed redness fades to gray.

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Poem Erik Carlsen Poem Erik Carlsen

Advice From My Father by Erik Carlsen

Only paint when the weather is just like this,

Don’t bother remembering their names because

They will always tell you, everything in your hands

Is a hammer, no part of any animal should go to waste

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Poetry, Flash Fiction CC Message in a Bottle Poetry, Flash Fiction CC Message in a Bottle

“Evergreen”

We asked our writers to send us short pieces on a simple word: EVERGREEN. Perhaps you think first of The Evergreen State, or a color that evokes a memory in vivid detail. Maybe your mind settles on that which is timeless. Here are a few of the pieces we received… maybe you’ll find one in the wild.

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