Tag Archives: Miceala Morano

What’s Broken

After Dorianne Laux seven cups and three bowls. an odd plate. trust. not by a malicious hand, instead by another mistake, i say. simply a shard of glass. find a way to sweep this under the rug again, again until … Continue reading

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Married to the Water

my parents were married             like a drowned body is married to the water,             bloat kissing its indigo surface. in the aftermath, my mother’s absence             was like an abscess. like memory, backwash comes to our door,             steeps the carpet in salt. … Continue reading

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