Category Archives: Maik Strosahl

Women of the Tempest

A Poem by Maik Strosahl Based on a painting by Richie Uni Verse —-for all the Missing & Murdered Indigenous Women Hear our windswhistling in your ears,uttering wordsof the storm coming—it is here,blowing awaythe leaves of our daughters,yet you do … Continue reading

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The Gravedigger’s Secret

Poetry by Maik Strosahl The Gravedigger’s Secret –in the Spoon River tradition of Edgar Lee Master (unknown—interred July 16th, 1915) As we cut the clay with shovels, I noted his mood had soured. I saw him take a broach off … Continue reading

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Murder Creek

A poem by Maik Strosahl I buried my sin in the muddy bank of Murder Creek, washed the blood from my hands and walked away, a great weight lifted. I prayed, first time in forever, prayed— not for forgiveness, but … Continue reading

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The Last Toast

A Poem by Maik Strosahl I drink to the house already destroyed To my whole life, too awful to tell To the loneliness we together enjoyed I drink to you as well To the eyes the deadly cold imbued The … Continue reading

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The Woodline

A Poem by Maik Strosahl On the brightest of days, There is still darkness at the woodline, Shadows and their voices Who stormed out in his younger days, Killed his father, Took his brothers to join the fight For freedom. … Continue reading

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Stick Woman

A Poem by Maik Strosahl Her eyes Ever focused Upon the path before her, Her frame bent As crooked The wood she has collected, Twigs to ignite The darkness ahead, A fire warming some rice To sate her growling belly. … Continue reading

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One Voice from a Mass Grave

A Poem by Maik Strosahl When the men came and dragged us to the edge of town, father kept encouraging me to be brave. They made us dig this hole. As dusk approached, they lined us around, allowed a moment … Continue reading

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