Cute Aggression I watched five Labrador puppiescurl and scrunch into a small black bucket then a sixth puppy leapt on top of the pilesix puppies curved & cuddled & curiously happy it made me feel cute aggressionit made me squeeze my hands to my chest & curse such easy joysuch gushing * pups in a… Continue reading Poem 113 – Cute Aggression
Poem 112 – Promised Lee
Promised Lee Headlamp burnt outon all foursdragging damp bonesover sharp stonesthe wind a violentwarden with an addiction to chaosshe whips & slapsbranches & vinessurrendering at her pulls For weeks nowdragging these dreamsin open woundsblood glistening underthe glare of ananxious sunprayers drapedlike shrouds sentto the startled moonwhose tides disconnectthe body from the land Where are you, promised… Continue reading Poem 112 – Promised Lee
Poem 111 – his sweater on the fourth day & PIV & New YPL!
his sweater on the fourth day Holding dog hair in clumps like April snow on branches. Heavy with the surprise of the weight I carry on my shoulders. (Also like April snow on branches, folding into each other as if to say ‘can you feel this too?’ then the wind comes & blows off chunks… Continue reading Poem 111 – his sweater on the fourth day & PIV & New YPL!
VANESSA SHIELDS 