I breathe a perfume made just in time.
Month: October 2021
CAN YOU DRAW, by Llewellyn McKernan
Can you draw the sap from a wild cherry tree?
I SHOP FOR TODAY, by Llewellyn McKernan, poet.
Everything we’ll ever know
takes off it shoes, wiggles it toes
I WAKE, by Llewellyn McKernan
. . . faith moves the world in a little wheelbarrow.
SHE’S THE PUPPET, by Llewellyn McKernan
She’s the puppet, but he’s on a string in this story of They Have Everything. He wears his pants a little too tight. She loves to be… Read more “SHE’S THE PUPPET, by Llewellyn McKernan”
WHEN I SLEEP, by Llewellyn McKernan
When Midnight comes,
it’s saintly as the dog
wading in the stream
of the Very Odd.
This Angel, by Llewellyn McKernan
This angel is a sweet young zebra-striped thing.
I Know Jack the Ripper, by Llewellyn McKernan
I know how to get and hold the blues.
I MAKE THE BEDS, by Llewellyn McKernan
. . . I break into crumbs that feed the birds, one by one.
THE TOE OF HER SHOE, by Llewellyn McKernan
She once had a daughter.
She once had a son.