Half the leaves lose their quarrel with frost and hang like yellow rags. Fathers oil their rakes, foresee the deluge of shapes, their bent backs’ slow ache as sons oil skates, apples [...]
Jennifer MacPherson lives in Syracuse, NY and worked as a school psychologist for over 25 years. She is senior editor of The Comstock Review and her poems have appeared in Primavera, The Café [...]