The Under I remember crawling under the dining room tableafter Sunday lunch. Sitting cross-legged in a forestof feet. Jagged bones. Painted nails. Subtle scentsvinegar and cheese. The ends of bodies stacked orrubbing carpet or yanked back when I touched…I liked the solitary space. The singularity of my smallthoughts wrapping the under like a sock. Not… Continue reading POEM A DAY – July 17
Author: Vanessa Shields
Writer. Mother. Lover.
POEM A DAY – July 16
Alongside the tenor of shame(quote from Itinerant Cat Lady, Lynette Adams, July 12, Vocales and Itinerary Changes, Substack) this tenor of shame shapeshifts into a tangible obelisk beside me like a tentative bully: I think itwants to be my friend after it rages. we have common groundingin our relentlessness, our resilience for survival. neither of us… Continue reading POEM A DAY – July 16
POEM A DAY – July 15
New Moon in Cancer Haiku bury seed intentionsgrow small to big, ask the moonask people, for help
VANESSA SHIELDS 