Escaped Housewife Prepares to Try Out for “Jeopardy!”
She drives for hours, quizzing herself with answers then rushing to press the horn. She knows the...
Read MorePosted by Karen Craigo | Aug 6, 2013 | Poetry
She drives for hours, quizzing herself with answers then rushing to press the horn. She knows the...
Read MorePosted by Karen Craigo | Aug 6, 2013 | Poetry
Say someone finds you helpless—listing on the sidewalk, and above you a bank of windows, flat and...
Read MorePosted by Karen Craigo | Aug 6, 2013 | Poetry
Your face is an empty house behind these narrow fence posts but you want to trace the hand, its...
Read MorePosted by Karen Craigo | Aug 6, 2013 | Poetry
Last night, a baby cried outside my window and I knew I should be holding it. I was pretty sure...
Read MorePosted by Karen Craigo | Aug 6, 2013 | Poetry
You’ve thought of it, but no: the wrist is a narrow, helpless thing, and you have traced its...
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