I wanted to end the poem on a hopeful note, however, because deep down, I know that miracles have happened, kidnapping victims have been found, sometimes many years later, and since everyone is still baffled by the case, and no one has been arrested, I thought, why not? Why couldn´t she be found?
But for now, my desk faces the window. There´s a tree across the street I often gaze at when I´m blocked, but more times than not, I fail to find ideas falling from the branches, onto my screen. Inside the room, I´m flanked by a bookcase on the right, brimming with everything from books to photographs to board games and art supplies, and by more of my children´s toys on the left.
Julie Weiss found her way back to poetry in 2018 after slipping into a nearly two-decade creative void. In 2020, she was a finalist in Alexandria Quarterly´s first line poetry contest series, as well as a finalist for The Magnolia Review´s Ink Award.
Recent work appears in ArLiJo, Random Sample Review (Best of the Net Nomination, 2019), Sheila-Na-Gig online, The Blue Nib, and Kissing Dynamite Poetry, and she has poems in a handful of anthologies, as well. Originally from California, she works as a telephone English teacher in Spain, where she lives with her wife, 5-year-old daughter, and 2-year-old son.
“Looking For Sunsets (In the Early Morning)”
by Cindy Hochman
“The Way Back”
“VAN GOGH TO HIS MISTRESS”
by Margo Taft Stever
“How To Befriend Uncertainty”
“Shostakovich: Five Pieces”
“Bouquet for Amy Clampitt”