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Obit: Licia Albanese, 105
by Kevin King

Sore-beshitted she was when the old Met was torn down,
standing ghost-like by the rubble
in her Madame Butterfly kimono
as if anticipating her 2014 demise,
like an obituary writer in need of an embellishment.
Waif-like and as if upon her gaunt visage she’d collected
all the cobwebs from the old props closet,
her mouth all a-pout like a brioche gone poof.
You could tell she was suffering
a nostalgia as big as a hernia.
The Times . . . The Times of New York said that she did
mortality exceptionally well,
especially her expiration as a Butterfly (Cio-Cio San)
and as a swan in love (Odette.)
To see how Mimi and Violetta
should do it,
she haunted a tuberculosis ward.
But her own world
being other than a stage,
she went out at 105 like the old-Met custodian
putting the key to the lock for the final
unnecessary click.


Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 22, Issue 2.

Kevin King is the author of the novel All The Stars Came Out That Night (Dutton, 2005), and the novel Phantom (Open-bks, 2017). He is the recipient of a poetry fellowship from the New Hampshire State Council on the Arts and has published in numerous journals, including Ploughshares, Stand, Threepenny Review, etc. His article on composition was just published in Double Helix and another article will appear in the summer 2020 issue of The Linguistics Journal.

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I Muse in Holy Week
by Mercedes Lawry

The heart is a broken record, a botched
detour, a scallywag, a scab.
Mourning does not rescue or provide an exit.
The slender apple boughs arch and fiddle
in the light wind. Clouds are deep
groans, too close to the sorrow, too far
from the feckless sun. April greens
struggle against the leaden grays.
I only have false gods but in a momentary
trick of light, I see the shape
of a red petal, a dogwood leaf, the rising
shoots of lilies of the valley,
and feel myself rooted in the spring mud.


Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 22, Issue 1.

Mercedes Lawry has published poetry in such journals as Poetry, Nimrod, and Prairie Schooner. She’s published three chapbooks, the latest, “In The Early Garden With Reason” was selected by Molly Peacock for the 2018 WaterSedge Chapbook Contest. Her full manuscript “Small Measures” is forthcoming from Twelve Winters Press. She’s also published short fiction and stories and poems for children.

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The Chaos of Spring
by Judith Hoyer

The Weber is grill still, front teeth cracked, spilled
legs airing indecently on the flagstone
a mark of last week’s violent spent wind
our neighbor saying his dock got knocked, lost
then bonded with the bottom of the pond.

Some things lie suffering until they’re spied
which is like the skylight frame that’s fraying paint
water damage seen when spring sun seeps in
like your stomach spotted behind your heart:
canned goods boxing pasta for cabinet space.

Your doctors say some things will have to change
organs need pulling down, stitched and rearranged
I gulp a green iron pill, breathe black tea
and sentence penciled worries to wither
inside a Chinese vase, jay blue and tiny.


Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 22, Issue 1.

Judith Hoyer’s 2017 chapbook “Bits and Pieces Set Aside” was nominated for a Massachusetts Book Award by the publisher of Finishing Line Press. Her recent poems appear in or are forthcoming from CALYX Journal, Southwest Review, The Examined Life, The Moth Magazine (Irish) and The Worcester Review.

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