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From the Editor: March/April 2020

Amanda Jaros

Welcome to the March/April issue of Literary Mama!

On a Failed Second Adoption

Patrice Claeys

I am spatched flat, / leeched and rasped / by the shape life now / will never take.

The Fall

Morrow Dowdle

She is a wisp / of skin over hollow bones, / a ribcage like harp strings / holding her wild-beating heart, / scapulae jutting like vestigial wings, / fingers and toes long as claws / she still doesn’t quite fit.

Little Foxes

Elaine Fowler Palencia

But listen to me, going on. / It’s just that / the less you understand, / the more I want to tell you, / before you’re all gone.

How to Explain Death to Your Daughter

Kate Kearns

Teach her what to do when she loses you. / Don’t say Heaven. You don’t believe it, / neither will she. Say anything but sleep.

Holy Work

Mandy Henderly

You believe in fairies / and leprechauns. / You believe birds / can fly to space.

A Review of The Hard Tomorrow

DW McKinney

The Hard Tomorrow, a stunningly detailed black-and-white graphic novel, ponders over the “readiness” for parenthood. The answer is a complicated blend of politics and naïve belief, but it emerges in a display of hope and audacious motherhood.

A Review of Counting by Sevens

Juli Anna Herndon

Ann E. Wallace’s debut collection of poems,Counting by Sevens, is, at first glance, about the wounds we all bear as humans. Some of these wounds are borne publicly, such as the collective trauma brought on by cultural tragedy. Other hurts—those stemming from illness or personal tragedy—are endured more privately.

Under Glass

Eileen Drennen

My mother didn’t meet the son I named Daniel until she was 72. She was living in the nursing home in Maine, and Jeff, 23, was visiting from California for her birthday party. In her room, as I watched them together at last, these beloved bookends of my physical life, I marveled at their matching sea-blue eyes and freckles.

Test Results

Amy Lyons

The double-helix structure of DNA allows for replication, but yours has unwound, a single spiral staircase tapering off into a singular void. Rick refuses to uncouple, says having a genetic double is half as important as having you. You double your resolve: you’ll try and try.