when glass was liquid
She reads to me of the stupidity of once upon a time when the world believed windows flowed slowly swallow her incredulity bloody scrape of then against now pane […]
Stone unturned
Sometimes, when I post poetry, I am tempted to explain myself, but then I remember how very much I like to read poetry and how very little I enjoy […]
Unmustered urgency
Kallan pauses by the front door. “OK, so I’m off to do the meet and greet with the woman who needs a babysitter.” “What’s her name … Kirsten?” “Yup. […]