Author Archives: Shannon Laws

Poem: A Skin Suit Sewn Too Tightly

  Red rock of Bisbee calls the ghosts out as a doctor sucks poison from a bite Back come the dead to walk again reincarnation of secondhand spirits —as secondhand furniture The dresser is painted now The couch new cloth The set of chairs split apart The headboard used for vines In your years ofContinueContinue reading “Poem: A Skin Suit Sewn Too Tightly”

DNA Part One: It Begins

I have a 23andMe DNA kit and I’m not afraid to use it! If you follow my blog or know me a little more than most—like the way one may “know” Nutella after eating half a container—then you’ll know that I am adopted.  Orphaned, then adopted.   I literally made it 40 years not knowingContinueContinue reading “DNA Part One: It Begins”

Poem: Nightly Spirit

  Tickle my ear at three in the morning Brush the bottom of my foot with mist See the dreams I carry that do not rhyme Remember the fallen that rest in the corner of the eye A phase-shift out of reach, stuck in the web of mind Take the tack off the desk MoveContinueContinue reading “Poem: Nightly Spirit”

Elizabeth Vignali’s “Object Permanence”

By request, Elizabeth Vignali shares her poem “Object Permanence” the title piece of her debut poetry book set to release November 2014.  Below the post, please click the link to hear Vignali read one of her poems for a local community radio program I produce called “Poetic Moments”.  ~Shannon     Object PERMANENCE My hands don’t wash kiwiContinueContinue reading “Elizabeth Vignali’s “Object Permanence””

Meet Writer Elizabeth Vignali

Meet Bellingham writer Elizabeth Vignali.  Her new poetry book Object Permanence, published by Finishing Line Press, is ready for it’s November release and quickly receiving high praise.  I first heard Elizabeth share her poetry at an open mic here in town about two years ago.  She approached the mic with an uncommon grace, and read her work asContinueContinue reading “Meet Writer Elizabeth Vignali”

Spider in the Corner

Rushing through my day I find few places to sit and rest, gather myself, collect my thoughts.  There is one place, a secret place, I found that I’d like to share with you. Somewhere on the college campus between room 120 and the math lab is a restroom.  Restrooms are common and not much ofContinueContinue reading “Spider in the Corner”