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Poor White Girl, poem by David Jibson
You’ve seen her before serving greasy fried potatoes at Denny’s, cleaning rooms at Motel 6, or selling gas and cigarettes at Mini-Mart. One day she’ll marry a boy Who stacks lumber at Home Depot, lays carpet or drives a tow truck and knows how … Continue reading
Bear Takes a Meeting (Trinity Ridge)
Our Complaints & Questions Bureau is based in the bottom of a dry well. We will help you down there if you wish to file a report on my associates’ conduct. Which creek-bed is your favorite? We’ll mud you in, blame accidental … Continue reading
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The Last Thanksgiving, poem by Taylor Collier
first appeared in Tar River Poetry Spring 2010 During dinner my uncle's behind the house helping a heifer through her first delivery. Inside, dry turkey, hot dinner rolls. The heifer's cries bellowing through the house. Green beans, sweet potatoes, and cornbread stuffing. All … Continue reading
Dot the I’s and Cross the T’s , poem by Joy Bowman
On her deathbed she asks me if I can still play the piano, and begins to sing of jasper roads. I search the linen for forgotten crochet needles she swears are under the cushions. Her hands never stop moving, trembling out … Continue reading
New Year's Day, poem by CL Bledsoe
One of the junkies in the backseat spoke up to ask, “Should there be so much smoke behind us?” A wall of gray poured from the car. I took the first exit, wondering how far I could make it before the explosion, no flames … Continue reading
Down by The River, poem by Charles Swanson
(A poetic comment on Breece D’J Pancake’s short story “A Room Forever”) Between cold buildings, out to the slate gray river a view as flat as old year’s end. A room, a room forever, not because of heaven— instead because of death. … Continue reading
Tsunami, poem by Melissa Helton
My entire nation pitches forward, ocean water turned violent. It was a slow rise that we couldn’t detect in the open sea. But now we can see it, an airless wall at crest peak, that moment of full lungs ceasing to breathe … Continue reading
Of My Great Uncle, poem by Amanda Kelley
Now that you are gone what I remember most is the size of your hands—as big as oven mitts I see them wrapped around a hoe handle, then imagine them in boxing gloves when you were young: The sound of the bell and your … Continue reading
Trinity Ridge Zoological, poem by Todd Mercer
The Holy Roller Church of Serpents is set in a notch of a steep knob. You cross a rope-bridge to get there, remove your thinking cap to roll with the irrational spectacle when Reverend Righteous taunts the snakes, tests his faith … Continue reading
Making Ends Meet, poem by Teisha Dawn Twomey
A good rule of thumb, is to pull the fine thread through a length twice the stretch. Wind the string in a semi-circle to make a loop, pull the ends through, tie the split twin tails taut together knotted twice or … Continue reading
