Grand Central Stomach my stomach is grand central stationtrains of worry or elation or exhaustion or fear or joyzipping in & out – steam screaming up into my lung ceilingfuel dripping deep into my gutty rail lines loco - motion of today’s to-dos & the conductor is on breakstepped onto cloud nine on the last… Continue reading Poem 286 Grand Central Stomach – & This Week’s Many Literary Events!
Author: Vanessa Shields
Writer. Mother. Lover.
Poem 285 – small flames
small flames small candle flames tonightthick-wicked & steadybut the fire height - short wait…they’re flickering nowdo they know I’m writing about them?are they showing off?moving to the beat of these words?dancing to the purple heat of a flaming dance floor?
Poem 284 – On Movie Time
On Movie Time In the movie theatrenaked daniel craig(Bond, James Bond)in the showeron the giant screen. Yes…thank you. For a timethe onlyworry waswhether I’dfinger the bottomof the popcorn bag.
VANESSA SHIELDS 