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Caregiving Issue

“Emit and Edit”: An Introduction to Our Special Issue on Caregiving

“Emit and Edit,” by Heather McHugh, appeared as the Introduction to MQR 57:4, a special issue dedicated to caregiving. McHugh served as the issue’s guest editor. My heart and hand are oftener at odds than I’d expect. Honored to be asked to serve as guest editor for this caregiving issue of MQR, I soon discovered that the […]

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“Emit and Edit,” by Heather McHugh, appeared as the Introduction to MQR 57:4, a special issue dedicated to caregiving. McHugh served as the issue’s guest editor. My heart and hand are oftener at odds than I’d expect. Honored to be asked to serve as guest editor for this caregiving issue of MQR, I soon discovered that the

The Destruction of Leviathan, Gustave More, a god-like figure is fighting a sea monster

“Leviathan,” by Amy Beeder

Amy Beeder’s Leviathan reminds us that some of our most powerful enemies find their source in daily routine. In the poem, the speaker’s aging father suffers a fall, forcing him into assisted living. The fall portends the speaker’s uneasy relationship with their own ability– “Can you…?” and of the father’s future,“Will he…?” –as questions are

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Amy Beeder’s Leviathan reminds us that some of our most powerful enemies find their source in daily routine. In the poem, the speaker’s aging father suffers a fall, forcing him into assisted living. The fall portends the speaker’s uneasy relationship with their own ability– “Can you…?” and of the father’s future,“Will he…?” –as questions are

boy and dog by basquiat

“Dog Days,” by Chloë Boxer

I know it’s hard to imagine now, but there was a time before the dogs. We didn’t know what they could do. We didn’t know that a dog barking up in Washington, D.C. could feel the round clicking into a chamber in Austin.

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I know it’s hard to imagine now, but there was a time before the dogs. We didn’t know what they could do. We didn’t know that a dog barking up in Washington, D.C. could feel the round clicking into a chamber in Austin.

“We Will Return After These Messages,” by J.D. Ho

I think of my grandmother whenever I delight over rotting corpses and the life cycle of maggots, when I research methods of picking locks, escaping from car trunks, or working myself loose when I am tied to a chair and someone is trying to pull my teeth out with pliers. I think of her when I see unmarked vans with suspicious drivers. I think of her in dark alleys, or when I read news stories of cat murders.

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I think of my grandmother whenever I delight over rotting corpses and the life cycle of maggots, when I research methods of picking locks, escaping from car trunks, or working myself loose when I am tied to a chair and someone is trying to pull my teeth out with pliers. I think of her when I see unmarked vans with suspicious drivers. I think of her in dark alleys, or when I read news stories of cat murders.

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