Rae Hoffman Jager is the author of One Throne. Her work has appeared most recently in Forklift, Ohio and Orange Blossom Review. Her work has been described as rambunctious, urgent, funny, and elegiac. Rae holds a BA from Warren Wilson College and an MFA from Wichita State University. When she is not chasing around her ten month old, she tries to put words into order.




Rae Hoffman Jager

Postpartum Moon





Who’s there to hold me while I hold the baby only the dried apricot moon deflated moon fallen moon tin can tumbleweed moon each rib awakening against the road winter solstice moon the black night never ending with it harmonica moon because the harmonica is like the mother a lonely thankless instrument My baby pulls hot ribbons of milk from my breast I shrink at her mouth I shrink at the dark the clock will not turn the moon is maybe just a hole in the sky where the past burns through it hold onto you maybe the moon does not matter the moon definitely doesn’t matter the girl will still be hungry so you empty




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