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About Us

by Sophia Bannister

Listen: it was never about your jokes,

your intelligence or misunderstandings. 


It was about the painting:

the woman open-mouth sleeping, 


the young girls paused to look 

to the door of the parlor. Out of frame


there must have been a father

homecoming to the hearth of girls.


A wife’s shut eyes and wet chin uptilted

from the pink cheeks of daughters.


Listen: it wasn’t even about the sex

we had over and over that I disliked. 


“The father is home,” you told me as if

telling why your hand rested on the back of my neck.

About the Author

Sophia Bannister is a recent graduate of Barnard College, where she studied writing and the history of science. In addition to assisting a graduate course on poetry and bioethics at Case Western University, she currently does social media and outreach for the Hudson Valley Writers Center in Sleepy Hollow, New York.

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