A Pair of Poems by Anina Robb
'Virginia to New York, Again' and 'Roots,' two poems about growing up.
My Father's Tractor
Mom isn't sure; knows he tinkered and babied it, an old Ford, the "weekender" model. I feel obligated to bushhog
The Liquor of War
by Mike Harrell You go on ahead, General. The river is swift and I’m unsure of those shadows. I’d like to lay down my arms but I’ve developed a taste
Letter From Emily, Virginia Farm Country
by Danna Molly Weiss The sun is slipping like a lucky gold coin back into God’s pocket for the night And I am writing, daring as Emily Dickinson beneath my prim parted hair