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Again.
by Michelle Taylor

Junkie
by Elizabeth Schott

Looking-glass
by Heather Williams Elder

I Am No Mary. You Are No Lamb.
by Jill Crammond Wickham

Three Poems: DisOrder, Some Questions for the Virgin, and Behold
by Maureen Geraghty Rahe

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by Violeta Garcia-Mendoza

Nap
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POETRY

*Poem* Silly
by Maureen Geraghty Rahe

That is so silly.
That puppy is silly.
Silly mommy.

I'm smitten with this word.
It's fun to say, slides off the tongue.
It's nice.

I want to encourage silly into the adult lexicon.
Silly somewhere fades after preschool--
gets lost after bug loving, The Wheels on the Bus, and peanut butter.
It is more than gray putty.
Silly somehow becomes obsolete—
vanishes like the lone sock
into the vacuous hole of the dryer.
The middle schoolness of silly warping itself into "stupid" and "retard"
The unfortunate pervasive slinging of high school, "gay"
Finally, the adult morph into "fucked up"
Into where does silly slip?
Would it be a step toward world peace
If terrorists, global warming, gangs and salmonella
became silly?
My worst of motherhood tirades—silly.

I'm recommending silly to my neighbors,
to The House and Senate.
Advocating silly legislation and yard signs.
Bring back silly
Say it
Wear it
Be it,
Again.

Maureen Geraghty Rahe is the mother of a four-year old boy and a two-year old girl. Her poetry has been published in mothering.com, an upcoming edition of Mom Writer's Literary Magazine and accepted at LiteraryMama.com. An essay she wrote is in The National Writing Project's publication, The Quarterly. She teaches high school history part-time.