DeAnna Stephens – Matrilineal
Matrilineal The candor of these mountains will fracture your footing. Flux of memory sways in the excavator’s cradle— spring grass and bluets choking beneath the rich earth. My darling, your baby teeth will outlast you. Your mother’s grandmother pondered smothering the fires she lit in her summer kitchen’s cranky black heart, yet she fed that […]
