Rose of Sharon budsWindblown and scatteredAt the peak of their beauty,Delicate veined andDying.As children we oftenCaught bees inside themPinched open… more ›
She stands insideThe doorwayArms outstretchedBack aching to archOne stepAnotherShe standsWithin the doorwayHer hands against the frameArms flexedAnticipates the birdWhose outstretched… more ›