March 19, 2014 / Creative Writing
My mother idolized the pampas grass and my father idolized the peppers that fell when I was born.
Jennifer Strange’s work has appeared in the Oxford American, Christianity and Literature, Rock and Sling, The Southern Poetry Anthology, and the Art House America blog, where she serves as assistant editor. She has a husband and, because of their three sons, has recently acquired expertise in how to manage a carpool lane.
My mother idolized the pampas grass and my father idolized the peppers that fell when I was born.
In “O For a Thousand Tongues to Mutter,” Jennifer Strange tracks traces of corruption—a fallen soldier’s body, a swarm of ravenous ants—in the “pale business” of our passage “in and out of life.”