Rain clouds over Seattle skyline, photo by Christian Bobailla Castaway by Shannon Laws I am a yolk inside an egg first light backlit behind mother’s skin Morning glows gently through her Texas accent It’s about to rain in Seattle Clouds dark-gray-pregnant with drops hover over Yesler Way Latin guitars labor heel slaps against slatsContinueContinue reading “Poem: Castaway”
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Poem by Patti Masterman
If birthdays didn’t make you olderIf alleys were blind,If you could driveme anywherenear insanity’s brink; Or if time could march, and the moon whisperit’s forgotten linesin blue octopus ink.If scarce winds could dance, where soft rains kiss, or the brave stars wink.If my neurons were, in that thinking circusof blown-fuse circuits, the weakest link.If manContinueContinue reading “Poem by Patti Masterman”
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