TWO POEMS by Julia Thacker – FOUR WAY REVIEW
Aubade My ghosts line up, mouths full of bitter greens and sweet grasses, names chalked on the walls …| FOUR WAY REVIEW
Aubade My ghosts line up, mouths full of bitter greens and sweet grasses, names chalked on the walls …| FOUR WAY REVIEW
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Julia Thacker I was in the airport again, running for the gate to catch the first thing smoking – flying – from Boston to Dayton, Ohio. My father had fallen again, had been rushed by ambulance from his assisted living facility to hospital. Our troubled past hardly mattered. He was helpless. I was next of […]| Women Writers, Women's Books
Though barely on the cusp of middle-age, one sticky June afternoon when he was forty-two, my stepfather, Houston Webb, threw himself a funeral. He believed that funerals were just wasted on the dead. Why, it was a shame, he told us, that people didn’t get to attend their own final rites, didn’t get ...| AGNI Online
