This work was published in The Avenue Journal, Issue X: Dogs
Sage
by Carol D. Marsh
I want to tell you about a woman and a dog.
Continue readingThis work was published in The Avenue Journal, Issue X: Dogs
Sage
by Carol D. Marsh
I want to tell you about a woman and a dog.
Continue readingThis poem was published in The Avenue Journal, Issue X: Dogs
El Nogal Trail
by Shelli Rottschafer
This poem was published in The Avenue Journal, Issue X: Dogs
The Hardest Mercy
by Juanita Smart
This poem was published in The Avenue Journal, Issue X: Dogs
Walking Woods With Dogs
by Juanita Smart
Birch peels in curls as thin as smoke. Calico bells of gnarly
mountain laurel riot woods with song. The dogs barrel ahead,
This work was published in The Avenue Journal, Issue X: Dogs
The Green Rose
by Emily Astor
There was once a Dalmatian on a quest to find a green flower.
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My Dog Doesn’t Know It’s The End Of The World
by Mary Salome
The tulips! she barks and pulls me off route
her mind seized by the morning
her paws sure of the ground
her whole body aroused
This work was published in The Avenue Journal, Issue X: Dogs
I Call Your Name
by Jana Harris
Ali? It’s me, your toxic Mommy. I’m home, making unreasonable demands: Where are you? Upstairs? Why don’t you come down here to the kitchen? How come you just lie on our bed all day, looking depressed? You don’t even put your head up. You always get so excited when Daddy comes home. Me? Hardly an eye blink. Is it because I don’t slather your Milk-Bone treats with Skippy peanut butter? Or because I don’t carry a Ziploc bag of biscuits attached to my belt? (Daddy wouldn’t want to miss a teachable moment in your treat-training regime.) When will you admit that I never-never-never prioritize my wants over your basic needs, huh? When?
Continue readingThis poem was published in The Avenue Journal, Issue X: Dogs
Dog Treat
by Brian Gotta
This poem was published in The Avenue Journal, Issue X: Dogs
Chelsea
by Karen Paul Holmes
This work was published in The Avenue Journal, Issue X: Dogs
Howls In Harmony
by Stephen Sedam
Looking out the fifth-floor hospital window, I see a cold, gray, dull day near the end of a dark, lifeless January. Jay and I have been talking. We are the only ones in the white-walled intensive care room with several beeping monitors and equipment I’ve never seen before. From his bed, my friend looks over to me and says, “I’ve been thinking of ways to kill myself, but then realized I can’t use my hands.”
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