Poetry & Prose by Jane Muschenetz

Recently Published Work

I don't need a closet full of Gucci, 

there are only so many Russian funerals I'm required to attend...

Teaching my immigrant mother to use Google, or "Spell to Find What You Seek," Sundays, and The Uterus Compulsion

1. Opening Scene: Grandmother's House...

For those of us forced to flee, 

the world is forever shrinking down to a single question...

These bees in my garden are different bees...

Ink the Universe Anthology, 

Wingless Dreamer, May 2022

This morning, like any other, the Earth

in her living-proof vest of sun and sky...

Long before Reuters and BBC reporters signed off from it, Lviv Ukraine was my hometown, I knew it...

In the movies, villains have accents...

The word "physical" before "therapy," grants musculature...

Everyone says they should have bought Bitcoin 10 yrs. ago. Now, we're all planting trees in the second-best time...

Remember when we all, collectively, agreed...?

They are studying the effects of gendering on language

and cultural norms...

When I close my eyes, the dishwasher...

We don't have a cow to forget to milk, instead

we have Instacart...

As a child trapped at the cutting board, surrounded

by boiled, rooted things (beets, carrots, potatoes...)

MER VOX,

Vol 20, December 2021

"This is poetry?!" English words are interlopers in my mother's mouth. They wear a disguise to fit in...

Uppagus,

Issue #49, December 2021

The lemon tree extracts a price

For every fruit...

Quiet Lightning,

sPARKLE & bLINK

Issue 112, November 2021

I know the pretty, paved road

you're traveling...

Meat For Tea

Vol 15 Issue 3, Fall 2021

At the start of everything

(Before you asked and I said Yes)...

Meat For Tea,

Vol 15, Issue 3,Fall 2021

All my words are organic

The commas, free range...

Meat For Tea,

Vol 15, Issue 3, Fall 2021

Champagne and vinegar used to be

Polar opposites, but now...

Sheila- Na-Gig,

Fall 2021

they worked on the building behind our street, for five months straight, two crews...

SD Poetry Annual,
Spring 2021

Post addiction, 

former high-school beauty...

Read my 3 poems - Quarantine, 2020, and Sustenance- here

Animal Poems

Love

Love is a warm house on a cold night

With windows full of golden light 

All are welcome there to stay

And I can help you find the way

Snowy Owl