by Emily Wierenga | Feb 19, 2011 | Uncategorized
night-light through the window splashing photo frames filled with faces and “it’s the first thing you see,” my sister says. “family.” she’s lying on a foamie wrapped in pajamas and we’re hearing the groan of night give way to... by Emily Wierenga | Feb 16, 2011 | Uncategorized
he stood at the door gripping blue bag of moose meat, and the light of the day shrunk back he handed it and i smiled and talked and he nodded and it was all pleasant then he climbed into truck and the afternoon swallowed himhe’s angry, she tells me later, his... by Emily Wierenga | Feb 15, 2011 | Uncategorized
we sit down to meatloaf and mashed and i’ve laid them out like a lover would, these macaroon chocolates in a heart on his plate, and in the middle, a pink sticky, pen scrawled “i would choose you all over again” and the candles circle each other like... by Emily Wierenga | Feb 13, 2011 | Uncategorized
it’s about stepping into sunshine…”this winter was made for children,” husband says pulling sled to church, the world and i in our brown curdoroy jackets and the sky, a picnic of blue and yellow and white and “so warm, so full of snow,... by Emily Wierenga | Feb 11, 2011 | Uncategorized
I drove into the parking space just as the red pick-up pulled out next to me and turned sharply, clipping the small car next to it so hard it rocked on its wheels. The pick-up idled in the cold, white vapor sputtering from the exhaust pipe. Inside, spattered windows... by Emily Wierenga | Feb 9, 2011 | Uncategorized
the world was a womb, a vaccuous space and life, in the leg of field, in the arms of tree stretching high touching sky and everything pulsedit’s a boyi’d fallen asleep on the sheet while she’d met him through the screen and i’d woken to her...