For fear and motherhood and poetry, from the pedestrians, and a thank you to Ms. Mark for this book.
from please alice notley tell me how to be old / by Rachel Zucker
& the sharp fear I feel
when my son does not call when he said he would
–how can any mother write an epic when — my
fear receding behind his small-voiced apology (a
little nodule in my right breast) safe — when I’m
so terribly interruptible