Tag: jennifer foerster

  • Saturday Prayer

    LEAVING TULSA for Cosetta Once there were coyotes, cardinals in the cedar. You could cure amnesia with the trees of our back-forty. Once I drowned in a monsoon of frogs – Grandma said it was a god thing, a promise for a good crop. Grandma’s perfect tomatoes. Squash. She taught us to shuck corn, laughing,…