Eagle Lake by Yvonne Morris
She knows stars don’t cry although they spend eternity in a dark place. She is only five years old when, drawn down the sandy path beside the summer cottages circling the water’s edge, she watches the minnows dart beneath her massive shadow. Cessation by Yvonne Morris The knapsack I carried home following four months in a commune held seventeen cents two cigarettes a copy of the Baghavad Gita one lost ring two goals-- to go back to where I came from to never be the same person. I stopped smoking instead. |
Yvonne Morris’ work has appeared in various journals, including The Galway Review, The Santa Clara Review, The Write Launch, Cathexis Northwest Press, and elsewhere. She is the author of Mother was a Sweater Girl (The Heartland Review Press). By day, she tutors and teaches at a community college.
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