Didn’t all day
didn’t open the laptop all day
chose the garage & the shed
lifted bins & swept steps
peeled & mashed potatoes
drowned everything in gravy
saw the harvest moon so large & luscious in the sky
it frightened me took my breath away & tucked it in a passing wind
now I reach for it let my fingers caress the keys ease the words out slip today’s truths
into the white as the dark kisses my neck pulls me to bed & dreamland’s poetry
VANESSA SHIELDS, writer 