Sarah’s Blessings (Or, Is There Such a Thing as Inappropriate Laughter?)
By Fiction Issue 113
She was pretty sure she was too crazy to be a mother, and when the yearnings showed up, every few years, they now passed quickly.
Read MoreSheltering in Place
By Poetry Issue 112
A friend reminded me recently of joy—
my joy. My laugh, infectious, she said.
hunger
By Poetry Issue 111
I set you children a lesson, Mary says. Our unknown is I am.
Read MoreNativity
By Poetry Issue 110
And so, emboldened by what the angel told them, / off they went toward Bethlehem to find / the swaddled babe and manger and lolling beasts, / their beauty and their beings ramified / in carols lightening our lamentations
Read MoreSojourners
By Poetry Issue 105
Not angels, but pale travelers
through time, come back
Not to condemn or to reverse
our narrow acts,
But to remind us, by their soft
disclosures, what
Is still to come.
Even from the Shore, Even upon Plains
By Poetry Issue 105
We step over the barbed wire into the pasture,
overtaken by another giddiness.
Gabriel
By Fiction Issue 105
I remember when those hands were furnaces burning in the hearts of celestial bodies. I watched the very dust fall to earth and become you.
Read MoreLow Road to a High Place
By Poetry Issue 105
No thing made
or unmade, or born or yet to be, can separate us from the Love
that drew us forth from weave to know the weave and return to it.
Regarding a Balloon Vendor Materializing Out of the Darkness Following a Heavy Rain
By Poetry Issue 103
Maybe I was too bus-lagged to haggle over
the price of a portent, much less a cheap
souvenir. . .