You insist on shorts Door at the coffee shop sticks Draft that never warms ♦… Read the postStuck Open
Two miscarriages Deeper and deeper they go This puncture will not hold Hear this truth:… Read the postSelf-Evident
Alongside the sun I sit, long skirt hiked past knees Shins ablaze with spring ♦… Read the postIn the Window
Somewhere I belong Amsterdam, stoned, waiting on My cousin named Henk ♦ —Jodi Vander Molen… Read the postTulip in the Bramble
