Mary I am with Mary tonightby her side as she heavesbetween prayers in a barnwarmed by animal breath& starfire landing inher matted hair I watch as Josef wipessweat from her browrubs her backlets her squeeze hishand to bone-crush The silence in thehay-heavy space is biblicalwe all know who is comingthe mice the sheep the cowthe… Continue reading Poem 358 – Mary
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Poem 327 – First Kiss
First kiss it is all frayed nerves & flapping overwhelmit is all electric fear & limb zapsit is all blood & gore & rips & rageit is the thing beyond a labour of utter ugly love it is not snot-heavy on a freezing evening in a dirty alleyit is not horny-hearted on a dance floor… Continue reading Poem 327 – First Kiss
VANESSA SHIELDS, writer 