Elizabeth McMunn-Tetangco lives in California’s Central Valley, where she works as a librarian and lives with her husband, son, three dogs, and two cats. Her work has appeared in Slow Trains, The Single Hound, The Coachella Review, and The Portland Review Blog.
There was just some cracked-dirt
Yard, with grass like uncut fingernails.
We went back out there, once.
Someone had left a white
Plastic lawn chair, and the seat
Hung like a belly, full or starving:
Full and empty, all the same.