...Kristene Kaye Brown Kristene Kaye Brown While We Waited When given the sky expect rain. The days unspooled like a newspaper with no news. We listened for the phone. Morning frost burned into a phantom steam and night spun on its own black tread. I moved from room to room, beneath banners of...

...Jason Irwin © 2009 the minnesota review 2009 This content is made freely available by the publisher. It may not be redistributed or altered. All rights reserved. Jason Irwin Waiting at the post office, doctor’s office, grocery store. funeral home, the drive-thru...

...Susan Meyers Susan Meyers Waiting Room Carla Ramirez. Here in the waiting room, with a child. An infant, shivering and nodding with the small, uncertain movements of a newborn. Its eyes are large and flat, like round quinientos coins. The hands like little claws. Carla's baby...

...D. Gilson © 2020 D. Gilson 2020 D. Gilson Revision On Sunday my brother killed himself ordered a pizza with a shotgun in his mouth Canadian bacon & extra cheese. This was after he called Mother, to say he was so sorry but he could not sustain this living hungry & could not wait to eat...

...Jazzy Danziger © 2011 Jazzy Danziger 2011 Jazzy Danziger The Discarded A shutter held open long enough can capture most things. Widened towards light, waiting for enough of it, waiting to close. A girl and a boy in a Jeep enter a cornfield in the dark...

... move are shining where a sea should be could show the sun on your face at low tide, waiting for you to let it rise and from the wet dirt between your lips nish the drink, swallow you whole. minnesota review 94 (2020) DOI 10.1215/00265667-8128238 © 2020 Simon Perchik 38 Copyright © 2020 Simon...

...Amorak Huey © 2014 Amorak Huey 2014 Amorak Huey The Governor in Love We snorkel in your depths, we lace like coral —​ we wait for the paperback. Your arm muscles rope & rhyme, unsolved collision of flesh. Seagulls soundtrack our imagination, this beach, this...

... offer him a swig of formaldehyde and a homey corner? Might coal barons, citing English folklore, force dung down his windpipe and wait for more coal to sprout? Perhaps a union will bamboozle him into dying for the cause, then hail him as a Tolpuddle Martyr, or a...

...Rob Cook © 2012 by Virginia Tech 2012 Rob Cook The History of the Lost Voices He paces the kitchen waiting for the river to empty its boatload of shadows. There’s only water playing at the theaters, people silent and holding hands because of the rain which is how...

...Marc J. Straus Marc J. Straus Guide-wire I see a Metro-North train is delayed more than three hours. Apparently a man tried to jump from the window and was subdued by a quick acting Samaritan. Today, something similar occurred while I was waiting in radiology. A woman weighing over...

... the ditch why did she scale the chain-link fence break her leg marks on her back how did the blonde explain have another beer other guys waiting their turn the more you bang it how many does it take to screw a blonde at a...

...Lori Mosley © 2013 Lori Mosley 2013 Lori Mosley From A Blackberry Rearing When “keep within the fragrance of your namesake” was no more called from the front stoop I waited in the woodshed beyond the ancestral flora His otherness came and I erred back but my skirt shuffled and...

... beans / and the weight of waiting customers and piled-up days / though the odd plank / free of distress / seems only gently / beautifully aged until one day the floor’s dream kicks in / or so i dream / the dream of rolling back up and retiring to the woods / its strips restoring to rings...

... what? I’ve got an awkward bed, and we haven’t met. I’m waiting for his half of my broken necklace,     his phobias like mine,       our codeword. Lightbulbs pop as he goes by in his blue static. I’ve heard buried weeds leap through the pavement where his feet touch. Under pulsing...

... town where men pour from all-you-can-eat seafood buffets, the hair they let grow on their faces has turned to gnarled beards matted with melted butter sauce and beer. I’m still waiting for the right one. I’m still waiting for a gentleman to approach me on my throne. I’m still waiting for a...

... there is nothing to be done But wait for the news That will take your breath away, A little now, a little more later. And we all wait As our communities wind down. What should we do? I'm not sure just what, But something more. It is in our relationships...

..., drip dripping frosting. But I liked drawing cards of perfectly edged primaries, waiting for swollen ice cream cones to drip, making steady serpentine progress toward an end. ...

... point a gun at yourself and fire it and wait for the universe to split. if you die in one, you will still live in another— they say you go your whole life unaware of your other lives in other universes, and in...

...Anhvu Buchanan © 2010 by Virginia Tech 2010 Anhvu Buchanan Twelve Ways to Look at a Pyromaniac I. there is a man in a room who stays in my head when I am awake and disappears when I sleep and when he says “psssst” I have to set a fire. II. the candle flickers as we wait...

... to indicate the address of our encore. Do you see now that numbers are as useful as fishing lures for Jonas? I’ll wait as you clap your erasers out —​ my hands seek (through these clouds of chalk) your forehead. ...