Two Poems by Chris Warner
Morning Snow I’d been looking for it all week— at dawn, not sleeping at midnight— and when I woke this morning, my imaginings were true: the moon had finally fallen, [...]
It’s All One Thing # 7: It’s A Cold One
I’m not supposed to be here. I should have been killed by the damned rapist or passed away of childhood illness in hospital or brain dead in coma from the fall [...]
Poem by Susan Deer Cloud
When It Snows Women Hold Quieter Times in Their Hands Ice gardenias swirl from sky dark as Lady Day’s hair, no sound. Snow petals touch to earth, touch after touch, [...]