voice | poetry
Mist disappears into clear air
Turns into the space between us
We once were something no one could hold
All could see, none would breathe
It was an occurrence that clings under limbs
We were a paring like Lady Slipper and Pine
Reach for yesterdays fog
Grasp at straws that floss between fingers
-by SPL
Shannon Laws is an award-winning poet, performer, and advocate for the arts. She has been recognized with two Mayor’s Arts Awards and the Dr. Asha Bhargava Memorial Award — Community Champion. Shannon is the author of five poetry books and publishes Corridor, a free monthly poetry zine. She lives in Bellingham, Washington. View more posts
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