Last year, my mom was diagnosed with a degenerative brain disease. My sister and I decided not to be tested for the hereditary gene and instead to take the advice…
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I tried to save you, to keep you from drowning.How was I to know you were made of glass?This whole city is a boneyard of broken girls,slight wrists and stony…
She doesn’t remember my phone number anymore,
and when I call her, I want to ask the woman who answers,
Can you put my mom on please?
AWP Conference Los Angeles, CA March 31-April 2, 2016 burntdistrict & Spark Wheel Press Booth 1126 Offsite reading with Spark Wheel Press, Sugar House Review, and Saltfront poets Brandon Courtney, Heather…
