Tag: New Limestone Review
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Assisted Living
I couldn’t help believing my mom was dragging me down. I felt like a bad person, thinking a thing like that, but I’d spent the last year bringing her clean underwear in psych wards and convalescent hospitals. She was still young, everyone said. And physically fine. But she wanted to die. It had become my…
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Traumatic Detour
Sometimes, during a lull between murders, I realize we’re due for another. Often, within a day or two of me realizing this, something dreadful occurs: a mass shooting; a bombing; a knifing rampage; a truck accelerating along the sidewalk. When this happens, I feel instantaneous remorse, as if I should have tweeted a warning: “Don’t…
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Twined and The Denunciation
Maybe the first / was good enough, loved enough / Maybe a pink fetal Jesus wants / no other home Poetry by Mary Leauna Christensen
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The Will and Testament of Babel and Ad
Carlos J. Aldazábal, Frederico Díaz-Granados, Jeremy Paden, New Limestone Review, NLR poetry, translationA word in exile / makes a place for itself with a hoarse voice amidst failure Poetry by Federico Díaz Granados and Carlos J. Aldazábal Translated from the Spanish by Jeremy Paden
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Elysian Fields
I wake in morning light on my back-porch cot, glad to figure I’ve found my way back in the night, thanking Providence and Zeus and whoever else. In the night I must’ve dreamed about Helen, the older sister of Parke Wright and the only woman I’ve ever truly loved. I’ve got her song on my…
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Mangoes
eaten like this, spoon and sunlight / in the early quiet of a new day Poetry by Alexandra Umlas