Megan Febuary November 15, 2019 Clavicle Megan Febuary November 15, 2019 There between your stubbled chin& the shoulder pocked by adolescenceis my place, my hollow;where muscle & sinew meet
Megan Febuary November 7, 2019 Wash The Spider Out Megan Febuary November 7, 2019 The eight-legged spider mocks mewith all eight of its eyes,And descends from its corner of the ceiling.
Megan Febuary October 28, 2019 The Body of Water Megan Febuary October 28, 2019 At last, we bow, empty of bitterness.Let it drift, cleanse, rinse.Wash with peaceful caress--Body of water.
Megan Febuary August 30, 2019 The Closest I'll Ever Get to Flying Megan Febuary August 30, 2019 My palms break my fall and separateTo make room for tiny pieces of gravelthat find a home in my hands,
