“Signs of Life” by Kira Homsher
These days, my main source of worth is found in asking my companion, Bryce, if he would like some tea and then, after he says yes-please, making it for him, careful not to forget the honey.
Art by Coley Spencer
“Now You Can Rest” by Magdalena Bartkowska
I had made my mother feel like a little girl who’d done something wrong. Why couldn’t I just shut up and be grateful for the damn food?
Art by Julia Stankevych
“A Day at the Beach” by Sarah Kovatch
A summer memory with the children: It wasn’t so long ago, but now even one or two developmental stages past feels like ancient history. That’s how it is in motherhood.
Art by Virginia Sitzes
“Cataracts” by Nikki Barnhart
A free dog—my mother knew someone who knew someone. The catch was that she was going blind: cataracts, a new word for me, three syllables click-clacking in my mouth.
Art by Iva Dukic
"Foundations" by Mary Zelinka
Color blobs on a black and white background by Danielle Preston