“Hickory Hill” by Edie Meade is a haunting, visceral prose poem that confronts a devastating tragedy while questioning poetry’s ability to hold, witness, or make meaning from it.

Four Poems by Edie Meade — Across The Margin

Edie Meade My son gripped his left index finger in a coil of righthand fingers so anyone in the urgent care waiting room could see the punctures go purple before their eyes drifted onto me, the mot…

Four Poems by Edie Meade — Across The Margin

Edie Meade My son gripped his left index finger in a coil of righthand fingers so anyone in the urgent care waiting room could see the punctures go purple before their eyes drifted onto me, the mot…

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I Go Back to May 1973 To the night I crashed and see myself, a long tender lily unaware of her grace as she’s about to get into a Mustang to leave a party with someone she barely knows because her …

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Coming Storm fleeced inside the cell, undefined violence flashes purple. still chain-smoking on his balcony as windows close for bed, the new neighbor, a slapping flag, a Marine retiree vanity plat…