Two Poems by Suzanne Matson (opens in new tab)

The One in Philipsburg, Montana After his brother goes west to Oregon, taking his half of their jokes and running routines, my youngest son is left with the apartment looking out over the Pintlers, the moraines of grassland that stretch below zippered with gravel roads against the lavender mountains cut out against the sky. It’s the kind of address the post office won’t recognize when I want to mail things, a place where cell service cuts out, where in winter […] The post appeared first on <a...