As the saying goes, without mothers (and their mothers, and their mothers, and so forth and so on . . .) we wouldn’t be here. Could it be a mother’s progeny that factors into the proverbial descent—or ascent into— madness? What else comes into play? It’s definitely food for thought, and the poems within this issue provide us with much to ponder.
Here’s to all of the demented poets who have offered their work for this special issue!
Your Poetry Editor,
Terrie Leigh Relf