Showing posts with label short poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label short poem. Show all posts

Saturday, January 06, 2018

churn

pulled and tossed
handled rough
under the churn
of the day after day
after day after day

Friday, January 05, 2018

Split

the skin on the back of my hands
cracks and splits in the winter
like ice fissures formed from the cold
and dry side effect of artificial heat
manufactured from electricity and gas