Category: Summer 2025 CNF

The Deer Stand: A Prose Pantoum 1. When November comes, I join my lover in the deer stand, his mittened hand gripping mine from the moment we enter the woods ’til we reach the east ridge, just over an hour before dusk. There, something primal yawns open inside me. From our pockets we unpack cheese […]

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Under the Nashi Moon On the coldest morning of January, my mother appears at my door. I had been sick with a cold and cough for four days, and her brow crinkles with worry. “Here,” she says, shoving a plastic sack from her favorite Asian market into my hands. “This is for you.” The plastic […]

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