Mourning in the MorningInspired by Paula McLain’s Skylark, pgs 116-118 I mourn for the woman birthing a breech baby in the cellar as war-sirens scream under her. A woman birthing makes sounds only a birthing woman makes, and in a cellar as war-sirens scream, the echoes of these sounds braid like new friends in a… Continue reading POEM A DAY – June 11
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POEM A DAY – February 10
Before I fell asleep last night, we were watching Dune. And before that, the leftover brownie's from Super Bowl were chanting my name. And before that, my left forearm was tingling. And before that we were talking about parties. Turns out my subconscious gathered all this information and created a dream narrative for me! Except… Continue reading POEM A DAY – February 10