Jennifer Firestone's poetry
has appeared in the South Carolina Review, Passages
North, Parnassus Literary Journal, The
Brownstone Review, The Comstock Review, So
to Speak, Phoebe, and elsewhere. She has
taught poetry and composition at DePaul and Roosevelt
universities and is currently living in New York. She
is completing a book of poems called Holiday.
Sun Stream
We both know your mother
is dying of cancer
that your father is telling you
to breed.
Veins of your hands startle.
The paleness of your skin
seems unkind.
And though you continue
to cook
the lines are there.
