Measured by Shannon Laws The one cup of measure mountained with flour mother pulls a butter knife from the silverware drawer taps it on the edge of the kitchen counter two times Pushing the jagged peak away onto the counter covered in wax paper she scrapes the knife’s flat back across the cupContinueContinue reading “Poem: Measured”
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Poem: Ink Stained Hands
Read me the paper Uncle Loud enough to hear in the kitchen Touch it for me, turn those pages Aunties and I are cooking the dinner hands must be kept clean. But in your place by the fire the beige recliner squeaks on the back-beat of your rocking, toes slide in and out of slippersContinueContinue reading “Poem: Ink Stained Hands”
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