My lips form a poem too loaded to bear

Poem: Many of One

Many of One by Shannon Laws I’m going to take your hands on date Shhhhh…. It’s a secret I’ll take them to dinner and feed them melons Then I’m going to date your eyes the four of us will visit the pier watch the sunset wait for the first star Your lips are nextContinue reading “Poem: Many of One”

My First Villanelle: Towards Harris

But first a note from my desk… This villanelle came to me during my first week at a new job on a cold, dark, foggy February morning. With steel toe boots on and a budgeted $7 for travel and lunch in my jean pocket, I search for the bus stop on Harris to catch theContinue reading “My First Villanelle: Towards Harris”