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Trish Saunders

Trish Saunders' poems have appeared in Chiron Review, Gargoyle, Book of Matches, The American Journal of Poetry, Main Street Rag, Four Feathers, here in Open Arts Forum, and many other places. She lives in Seattle.

Famous River at NightPoetry

Famous River at Night

Trish SaundersFebruary 15, 2026

Nobody ever called this place the Big Easy when I lived here a couple of hurricanes ago on some street I’ve forgotten. I’m back,…

SING, DAMN YOUPoetry

SING, DAMN YOU

Trish SaundersNovember 18, 2025

Let's not sit around waiting for friends who'll never show up—not with those soldiers outside. Wave them all in for a gin. I'd like…

The Moon So ClosePoetry

The Moon So Close

Trish SaundersMarch 15, 2025

Where did you go, Ronni, Calli?  I remember you, on a dark street years from here, your dad’s chevy slowly rolling by the bungalow of…

TOMATO SOUP WAITING ON THE STOVEPoetry

TOMATO SOUP WAITING ON THE STOVE

Trish SaundersMarch 6, 2025

I am the son of a coffin maker; death will have no surprises for me.   This was my life: Rise before birds open their…

To The SilencePoetry

To The Silence

Trish SaundersAugust 11, 2024

Useless to scream, shut the fuck up! so I've learned to disregard dogs next door barking from midnight till eleven but, the ice maker…

Remembering SandPoetry

Remembering Sand

Trish SaundersJune 9, 2024

I saw Gloria Swanson drinking alone in the bar of the Royal Hawaiian, 1927. I saw white-gloved men bowing low outside black limousine doors.…

The Patron Saint of Abandoned Watering Troughs and Salt LicksPoetry

The Patron Saint of Abandoned Watering Troughs and Salt Licks

Trish SaundersJune 7, 2024

I would like to discuss with you my identification with the cow leaning over a fence in this milk carton photo that Darigiold doubtless…

Reasons to Send Advice-Givers On Their WayPoetry

Reasons to Send Advice-Givers On Their Way

Trish SaundersMay 14, 2024

What pointless advice came your way today, Bret and Li?   I hope you did not fail to grasp that: “What doesn’t kill you makes…

Endless Rain and WinePoetry

Endless Rain and Wine

Trish SaundersMay 5, 2024

The rain came down all day, great bathtubs full for hours, and that whole bleak day, I did not get dressed until the sky…

We will now inventory obsolete lonely sounds in the worldPoetry

We will now inventory obsolete lonely sounds in the world

Trish SaundersJanuary 23, 2024

First, the old-fashioned dial tone, zenith of nothingness. Who invented that? The almost-silent radio after Country Carl’s sign-off prayer, Blues singer fading to needle…

Requiem for a Wrecked WeekendPoetry

Requiem for a Wrecked Weekend

Trish SaundersDecember 30, 2023

Oh, for god's sake, let’s not talk about the coming winter or soldiers waiting outside, rifles readied— wave them in for a gin. A…

After You’ve Gone: Horses and CigarettesPoetry

After You’ve Gone: Horses and Cigarettes

Trish SaundersNovember 22, 2023

She calls to me across the pasture. Over here, I answer. Grasses shrink from her big yellow teeth as she approaches— weeds don’t know…