Literary Mama writing about the many faces of motherhood
Yard Duty

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not stars—

            but more

planetary—orbiting out

across wide swaths

of blacktop, each

sweat-glittered body

sparking

laughter

under a punishing sun—

and it's miraculous

(understand?)

no one here is falling

or colliding—every

hurtling child

somehow protected

by the playground's

gravitational pull


Heather Angier’s poetry has appeared in numerous journals and two chapbooks: Crooked and Nest. She completed an MFA in English and Creative Writing from Mills College, just days before having her first baby. But that was long ago.


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