By Christopher Major If Chari let his birth certificate tell it his fate had been printed in black ink on a document destined for obscurity. Name: Chari Richardson. Race: Black. Mother: Angela Richardson. Mother’s Age: Twenty. Mother’s Race: Black. Mothers Occupation: Student. Farther: Blank Space. Let the coroner tell it Death had been banged into … Continue reading First Comes the Baby
New Breath
By John Dorroh My friend is giving birth in the front seat of my Civic, zipping down Highway 45 South to the Gulf of Mexico, to a secret place in Mississippi that gave me new life three years ago when I thought I was going to die. Her pains are registered in compressed throbettes, … Continue reading New Breath
Poem by Marc Carver
The time women spend on their phones these days I don't see they have the time to have children not even the time to conceive them. It can't be long before women are posting selfies of the baby's head popping out. What a thought.
Community Hospital of the Monterey Peninsula
By Thomas Page I visited the place where I was born when I was ten-ish. Like most people my age it is a hospital. A place frozen in that January for my family However, many years ago you read this poem. It is beige-looking With a koi pond in the middle Water enclosed in … Continue reading Community Hospital of the Monterey Peninsula
Academy of the Heart And Mind 