Spring must be preceded by a period of mourning, as though death was the beginning, rather than the bloom from bullets, the sapling from seed. Consider our history had we had commenced below the equator, all the regular harbingers cast off like sackcloth, or snipped fabric pinned to my mother’s breast when she was orphaned; […]
Jane Rosenberg LaForge
Jane Rosenberg LaForge lives in New York and writes poetry, fiction, and occasional essays. She is the author of a memoir; two novels; three full-length collections of poetry; and four chapbooks. More work has appeared recently, or is forthcoming, in Pirene's Fountain, Blue Unicorn, Panoplyzine, Evening Street Press, and Schuylkill Valley Journal.