Poetry
My husband has been into town./
I can smell the out of doors/
in his hair, on his cheek
As late sun fades/
through the haze/
of their sound
Lily Balsen reads “Revision,” a poem by Jennifer Molnar
If I forget you/ will you disappear?
The arc of Rilke’s question seemed to spawn/
out of a dustbin/ remnant of a
sheer belief that minds are gods.
the asymmetrically lurching gait/
the austere paradox as of one hand clapping/
a unilateral dialogue.
Nkosi Nkululeko reads “How Hair Changes before Expiration,” a poem by J.E. Robinson
Ingeborg Riedmaier reads “In Memoriam, Fanny Imlay (1794-1816),” a poem by Jason Schneiderman
Lock that tongue to the roof/
of your mouth, the therapist says,/
eyeing the trach
Jason Schneiderman reads “Loss,” a poem by Susan O’Dell Underwood