Nancy Huxtable Mohr

In the voices of birds

Nancy Huxtable Mohr

he dresses for breakfast and our walk spills egg on his clean shirt more buttons again forward through the black now with white cane tapping tapping tapping outside he holds tight on my arm two steps behind me we listen for the familiar romance in the voices of birds stop, surrender our breath in imitation edges of our bodies vanish and no further sorrow possible in any form.

Nancy Huxtable Mohr is a retired teacher. Her work explores motherhood, embodiment, the climate crisis, and nature. She lives parttime in Northern California and Upstate New York. She considers herself a farm girl although it’s been a long time since she milked a cow. Her work can be found in many journals, most recently in Cider Press Review, BeZine, Concho River Review, Avocet, Rogue Agent, and others. More of her work can be found on her website at www.nancyhuxtablemohr.org and Instagram @nancy.mohr