Poetry

Worry Bone

Woke gnawing its remains.  Air/
had the brackish tinge of depths I had/
all night been swimming in.

Off The Page: The Department Store Badger

Ingeborg Riedmaier reads “The Department Store Badger,” a poem by Rachel Dragos

Blood Test

These lone fires will never die out/
the roses still stagger in the embers;

Midnight in the Alzheimer’s Suite  

Lost in the midnight stillness, my mother/ 
rises to dress and begin another/ 
chilly day. She crosses the moonlit floor. 

Off The Page: Poetry (War)

Jane Bradley and Chris Henry Coffey read four poems from BLR Issue 29,

Ambulance

“This restaurant has a fine ambulance.”/
What my friend, of course, must have/
meant was that this restoration/
had a fine ambience,

a tree, a road, a toad  

I order another drink and/
decide not to kill them, even/
in my imagination.

Art 

October, a woman and a boy, a tumor/
overtaking his brain, draw pictures/
in the waiting room.

Thought Experiment

Before my pupils gape oh in unison,/
I find a seat with the semi-sighted