by Red Cedar Review | May 5, 2022 | Volume 57
Issue 57 Long Distance Pantoum Anastasia Simms Are you still there? Can you hear me? How was your day? That’s nice. Can you hear me? Oh, okay. That’s nice. I miss you. Oh, okay. Sorry I didn’t realize you were busy. I miss you. Call me...
by Red Cedar Review | May 5, 2022 | Uncategorized, Volume 57
Issue 57 A Hard Time Dying Collin Brophy Saturday, July 1 Static hissed through the car speakers. Air rushed in through unopened windows; battering damp clothes that stuck against his skin. Steeped in the stifling heat of the Northern Michigan summer, his body burned...
by Red Cedar Review | May 5, 2022 | Volume 57
Issue 57 Unapologetic Verse Anna Kushner I write for an unknown mind that is kindred to my own For the pained consciousness who parallels my niche experiences I apologize on behalf of the worlds tragic treatment of your soul Fear rears its ghastly stingers...
by Red Cedar Review | May 5, 2022 | Volume 57
Issue 57 Something Is Happening Marena Benoit something is happening ripping crushing a hand around my waist a touch of my nose a brush of my shoulder really feels like a punch in the gut a breaking of my teeth a ripping out of all my hair nothing concedes in nature...
by Red Cedar Review | May 4, 2022 | Volume 57
Issue 57 i don’t want your future mother b.i.w. dear future me, i felt bad that morning looking at your sad, deep-like-a-well black eyes. I truly felt bad. Although a lot may say I didn’t because I left at the end, They all have to know that...
