Maultsaid, D. (2020, Oct.). Pajaritas. Riddle Fence, #37, Fall, 2020

By Deirdre Maultsaid 

I invite you to admire the crimson-tailed Saraya for it is the most lesbiana of all the birds. We have plenty to admire here.  Female pairs will live together in nests of moss, spit, and tinsel. They feed each other blackberries. Or, to tease: holly berries. If you wait quietly, you can see them perch close together on a thin branch and sing five low Continue reading →

Maultsaid, D. (2020). Double-cross. untethered, #52.1 Autumn, 2020. p.41

By Deirdre Maultsaid 

I trudged through the hospital and out the bellowing emergency doors and then I fell into the cold hoar-frosted numbing late city night and left my mother where she was not yet sleeping in the hollow clanging, under the blocks Continue reading →

Maultsaid, D. (2020, Oct.) Wreck Everything. Riddle Fence, #37, Fall, 2020

By Deirdre Maultsaid

The cat scrabbled on the shelf, gave one
choked howl, and landed upright

on the couch back. I watched the cat.
The cat watched my mother. The round black

vase tipped, it toppled, it fell. Shards
clattered and rocked. The surface of

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