Warner James Wood
A game of hold ‘em

Warner James Wood - A game of hold ‘em

Contest - 3rd Place
Warner James Wood graduated from Harvard University with a degree in Human Evolutionary Biology before completing his MFA in poetry… Read more »
Eleanor Stanford
November, your metal teeth

Eleanor Stanford - November, your metal teeth

Contest - 2nd Place
Eleanor Stanford is the author of two collections of poetry, Bartram’s Garden and The Book of Sleep. Her poems and… Read more »
Terri Trespicio
The Rules of Boxball

Terri Trespicio - The Rules of Boxball

Contest - 1st Place
Terri Trespicio is a New York–based writer, speaker, and branding expert. A former senior editor and radio host at Martha… Read more »

November, your metal teeth

Eleanor Stanford

shine all night. The harmonica’s unspeakable
wheeze, brace at his neck as though
he’d been in a terrible
accident. November, our boys
learned to play hearts. I heard them muttering
to each other: Where’s the bad lady? and
You can’t play hearts until hearts
have been broken
. Maybe
you could just say the one word,
the therapist said. Just the one. You.
But he couldn’t.
November, I painted my fingernails
black. November, I stood on one leg
in yoga class and cried.
Thanksgiving, I drank too much wine
and tried to disappear. There was another ship, not
the Mayflower, our son said, and that one sank,
and all the people died. Under the covers, the boys
showed their hands. You’re bleeding,
they said. Hearts have been broken,
they reminded each other. November,
your moon bends around me, a bright
and limber harmonica, full of teeth.
A thin letter, undeliverable. You. Read more »