Ask your mother to tell you a memory of her mother
Paint the scene of your mother’s memory
Take the painting of your mother’s memory and place it in an art gallery of your home town
Ask your father to tell you a memory of his mother
Paint the scene of your father’s memory
Burn the painting of your father’s memory
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The Last Time It Bled
the last time I bled was when I stood on glass
the worst time I bled was when they put the scissors in my vagina
Continue reading “The Last Time It Bled by Emma SzH”
One Day Mother
When cramps come,
With knotted stomach sickness
And hours curled
I remember one week of knowing you,
The children you named,
Those who’d have,
My eyes
And your hair.
Continue reading “One Day Mother by Eden Howard”
Mother
The air at 4:30 is cool and lightless, the Moon is waning gibbous, low in the south in Capricornus, and in the southwest, Jupiter is descending in Ophiuchus. And Mother came to see the tiger lilies yesterday, they are blooming beside the pond, marking the farm’s July. Continue reading “The farm will have us always by Richard Winters”
BURNING HOUSE PRESS 