The night you were born, a village grew up from the frozen ground in Siberia.
In the beginning, the house walls were cartilaginous and uncertain.
As you grew older they hardened into bone.
— Village of the Red Mothers

Mary Haidri is the author of the play Every Path (La Jolla Playhouse). Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in Pigeon Pages, Treehouse Magazine, The Molotov Cocktail, Winter TangerinePortland ReviewNightingaleBird’s Thumb, and Fairy Tale Review. She was the recipient of the 2017 Fairy Tale Review Poetry Award, the 2018 Shadow Award, and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize. She is a poetry reader for Fairy Tale Review and a collaborator of Nettleworks, a creative collective (nettleworks.com).

Mary spent her pupal stage in rural areas up and down California. She is currently a library ghost in Portland, Oregon and writes in the tower of a crumbling Victorian house.

Contact her at mhaidri@pdx.edu

Instagram: @maryhaidri