Holding It Together By Karen Grayson When I was born, my birth father, Stephen, picked up his heartache and drove two hours each day to see me in the nursery.…
No One Here Gets Out By Ruth I tried out loudness early in life. Asking my adopters about who my birth parents were. The discomfort on their faces—something I became…
The Irony of Fillings By Mila X Cement is poured in at birth.Into the cracks.Tiny cracks formed at the time of our inception.From whence we are sent hurtling onto a…
The Places Light Can Reach By Jean Kelly Widner I keep your secrets. I see you Momma, I really do, even if I don’t understand you. We’re here in our home…
Alone Together By Erica Curry VanEe LISTEN TO THE AUTHOR READING: Ten years ago, I stood in the cold March drizzle in Columbus, Ohio, surrounded by strangers who felt more…
Loud / Quiet By Mirella Stoyanova LISTEN TO THE AUTHOR READING: You are loud and I am quiet.You are loud. Your ruckus love of life of the “buy a dog…
No Refunds By KC Glancing in the rearview mirror, I see my younger brothers pass the bottle of vodka we won in our family’s white elephant game back and forth.…
A Placid Shore By Ali McNally Liza’s daydreaming started when she was around five years old, shortly after her babysitter spilled the beans about her adoption. She was playing with…
Loud and True:Out of the Fog Poetry By Jessica Ke’mani Hairston If I were going to hush—the breath I’d suckback in/ should knock you overThe breath I’d suckshould return my…