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Mama’s House

In the Nablus apartment she remembers rolling hills of citrus.

Martyr

The everlasting shines through in the threshold between worlds.

Mercury Pictures Presents

“Your mother’s fine,” Giuseppe said. “We’re all completely fine.”

Method

Before April rings the chime, she forces her way up out of herself.

Mikveh

The attendant instructs remember, immerse three times.

Military Ball

Fletcher was a squad leader. He ought to be able to get a girl.

Missed Reality Show Opportunities from the Past

A romp through everyday dramas with Hemingway, Kafka, and more!

Mist

Of all she taught me I like best the lore of spray-on cologne.

Molten

Her body had become a scale, a device for measuring grief.

More Tenderer

Mild nights would have us out of doors—at their opening I am rapt.

Mother and Daughter

Sometimes you weren’t a good daughter, the mother says.

Mother Cardinal Rhyme

Cheer and cheer and cheer she sings a song on nesting wings.

Mother in the Trenches

With a world full of foolishly dangerous men, what’s a mother to do?

Mother of Hope

Most people come to Africa because they are drawn to its misery.

Motherhood

As our friendship declined into torture, the prairie grew hotter.

Motherland

She wags her index finger so furiously that I’m certain it will snap off.

Mother’s Night

She’s coming back, her arms full of the flowers I gave her once a year.

Mrs. Fonss

Elinor had loved a man. The journey’s purpose was that she might forget.

Ms. Range Wants to See Me in It

Men can’t sense like that. Or won’t. Even a father don’t dare get that close.

My Fourth Fall

What were the unsafe things to say even in a thirty-year marriage?

My Milk

I keep dripping milk until I’m sitting in a pool of it, sticky, white. I can’t move.

My Mom Serves Tea to Her Robbers

She was so happy they were going to save her from the city of Dallas.

My Mother

My Mother’s Marathons

It is not surprising that her solo marathon did not turn out as planned.

My Strength Is That of a Hundred Men Because My Heart Is Pure

She rocks quickly from side to side, proud, lifting herself higher.

Mystery, Play and Other Poems

On a scale of 1 to 10, the pain dissolves like a Eucharist wafer.

Narrative 10

Try never to repeat rhymes, not once in an entire show. It tires the ear.

Narrative 10

Love’s not all that fun, but it saves you. And you should be saved.

Narrative 10

I’ve read this novel at various stages of my life and I feel as if I know Isabel.

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