cold feet – shannon p. laws

Poem: Cut Out

Cut Out A woman travels far to find out who she is Today I am paper cut into a snowflake pasted on a dark blue page Rain scratches through a nearby grove It is you, crossing the room to grab your keys Cold air makes my nose run Words make my eyes water Shivers shakeContinueContinue reading “Poem: Cut Out”

Poem: Comforter

Soft fog is silent atop Lake Samish The sleepy water snores against its shore Glacier waters bounce off rock-face leaping down into the warm bed like cold feet. The lake sits as milk on the bottom of the bowl A ring of jagged evergreens holds it all down I squint and the view is aContinueContinue reading “Poem: Comforter”