Ordinary Morning Light
5 February 2009
Vol. 8, No. 4
poetry
The weeping women cause a scene at the post office.
No one stares,
exactly, but no kindness is shown. No door is held open as they struggle to exit.
The Glassblower
2 February 2009
Vol. 8, No. 4
poetry
His heart was colorless
until he discovered the cavity's
lavender cadence and its wildflower
breezed shapes, streaked with cool
witch hazel poultice.