Winter 2013: Poetry
My First Butcher
by Barbara Drake
Dressed in white like a surgeon he instructed me in the art of meat. He was patient and considerate to my young housewife self – showed me how to look for marbling, described what to do with the cheap cuts, which to curry and which to Swiss. There were no disguising dyes, no Styrofoam trays. Nothing was wrapped in plastic. Plain brown paper would do. He told me lean was best for meatballs, half pork, half beef. With burgers on the hibachi a little fat was fine. His round, clean-shaven face was pink above the display case. We were good together.
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Enjoy the richness: thirteen poets, nineteen poems, and a diversity of style and craft. |
Three memoirists share their emotional truths in these slices-of-life. |
Our featured artist, as well as painters and photographers, provide colorful visions that will leave you seeing the world in new ways. |
Three emerging writers share talent and creativity far beyond their years. |
Learn more about the contributors who make us proud of our Winter 2013 edition. |