Body I saw my mother's heart today. She pressed up against the machine while, a few feet away I watched it load on the computer screen. Is that...? I asked. The radiologist immune to the novelty of inside views, nodded. I'd helped my mother get undressed, seen for the first time the vest she wore … Continue reading Three poems by Tania Hershman
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Three poems by Victoria Kennefick
Rib I have visited your grave many times expecting to find you tending your plot, maybe with a shovel or a strimmer, turning your handsomely-lined face towards the sun. In Kilmahon cemetery, wild garlic excretes a heavy smell. White bonnets bob at your wooden cross, embarrassed to show their faces, roots grown so deep. Reflected … Continue reading Three poems by Victoria Kennefick
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