Canticle
There is a ray of sun like a gate opening the garden like a gate My brain can’t Continue reading
There is a ray of sun like a gate opening the garden like a gate My brain can’t Continue reading
The bumble bees are sharing an inside joke You can tell by the way they look contemptuously Over their shoulders Continue reading
“This is for the girl right now hiding in the bathroom stall with two pink lines on a pregnancy test Continue reading
That she knew a final view of her home was death Was not enough In the end she could not Continue reading
More than a hop Less than a tesseract Stop Start Static Dynamic A sparrow moves through the flower bed Staccato Continue reading
The overcast sky is a tattered blanket That some toddler god Simply refuses to relinquish If I pull at the Continue reading
I shouldn’t get teary Just because it’s raining on a Saturday And I spilled the coffee And couldn’t snap my Continue reading
I use my mother’s silver spoons Every day Though I was literally born with them (Not in my mouth But Continue reading