We meet for lunch, sound off about our husbands, government corruption, our various ailments. We let loose over our sandwiches, open doors crusted with rust, wedged with torn and tired rags, or newly lubricated with yesterday’s irritations. We tell ourselves better to vent than to stuff. Midmorning in summer the hen next door intrudes […]
Lisa Ashley
Lisa Ashley, MDiv, is a Pushcart Prize nominee and descends from survivors of the Armenian genocide. She has spent eight years companioning and providing safe space for incarcerated youth. Lisa navigates her garden with physical limitations and unlimited imagination. Her poems have appeared in Amsterdam Quarterly, Blue Heron Review, The Healing Muse, Gyroscope, and Last Leaves Literary Review. She writes in her log home among the firs on Bainbridge Island, WA, having found her way there from rural New York by way of Montana and Seattle.