The Maynard

spring 2020

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Introduction

Tchaikovsky, Age 52, Finds His Inspiration John Barton

sold separately Lesley Battler

Another Vision Patricia Nelson

Humid Weather Me of Me Catherine Strisik

she is in the kitchen now Nora Pace

Matrilineal Ellie Sawatzky

Like the best myths Medusozoa Sarah Lyons-Lin

Family Dinner In Which I Re-name My Father Poem Containing Only Words I Hate griffin epstein

A Twohanded Cut The Tornado Cut The Pandora Cut Torben Robertson

There Is No Substitute for Good Planning Erin Kirsh

Communion of Tongues Hege A. Jakobsen Lepri

Monologue of a Fly's Shadow Monologue of a Cow's Shadow Danielle Hanson

The Fawn Jenny Berkel

Stem of Old French Creistre, To Grow Of Stinging Nettle Page Hill Starzinger

Six Gray Moons on a Screen Eleanor Kedney

Supermarket Lobsters Robbie Gamble

#teamkoi Carolyn Nakagawa

Moon Turned Her Half Face From Me Lawrence Feuchtwanger

Breathturning Chris Checkwitch

blue light Stephanie Yue Duhem

The Star Diane Tucker

How Do I Love Thee? Let Me Count the Nachos Jessica Covil

Wrestlers Barry Peters

A Symptom of Resignation The Gee Whiz Element of Tropical Storms and Symphonies Jen Karetnick

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Family Dinner

We watch TV

                              I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter
and the endless debate about eggs

I write a letter to the woman on screen, asking

                                                       what do you have for breakfast? and
                                                       how long can you grow your hair?

Sometimes
we are permitted to eat:

                                                       white chocolate (2 squares)
                                                       Elmer’s glue (1 capful)
                                                       frozen fish fingers (3 on a paper towel)

Eventually they will notice our bodies

                                        (which have started to glow at night)

We won’t have to crawl beneath the window
to hide from the binocular creep across the street

Someday
we will have new shoes
they will be heavy
with bones inside
and we will walk

For now, we hunger
turn the TV up louder
pretend:

                                                       See that lady? She is beautiful.
                                                       You know, it’s okay to be beautiful but
                                                       you do not have to be

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