In Preparation for the Hunt by Bethany W Pope
Picture me waiting
in the nook by the window,
long skirt spread out, falling
red and wet-looking against
Every Day Poems
Picture me waiting
in the nook by the window,
long skirt spread out, falling
red and wet-looking against
Ultimately we must learn to accept
our losses (as constellations eventually
accept their passing one
Killer Cocktails and Marshall Swindles by Jillian Garner I want to know what if feels like to play chess
by Blazhia Parker I wish we could talk All I’m left with is mystery and interpretation What if I’ve gotten
Plans by Jane Hanser He who offered so much life lies resting in the ground Stones and grass and monuments
addio! by Denis Joe Farewell: the rain trickles like candlewax when the flame is snuffed out by that last gasp
IN THE MILE END ROAD ?by Amy Levy How like her! But ’tis she herself, Comes up the crowded street,
The Tempest We were crowded in the cabin, Not a soul would dare to sleep, It was midnight on the