Rebecca Baggett
Poetry
Selected Poems
A mourning dove calls: Why / do you grieve? This world, / I answer.
October 2025
Poetry
Vanished
Where do those lost socks / go? The ones that vanish / between washer and dryer, / submerge in suds and never / surface again?
January 2023
Poetry
Another View
This morning the receptionist ushers me / into the Magnolia Room, reserved / for those receiving a “different type” / of mammogram, although I can discern / no obvious difference from the Dogwood Room, / where I waited last week for the usual sort, / the one about which my friends and I joke / and pretend we schedule as casually as a teeth-cleaning.
February 2022
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