Betty the Best What I remember about you is this The way you smoked those long brown Mores forever the way your velour outfits always matched top to bottom your quick to giggle your clever wit your phony German accent your perfect Catholic School handwriting the way you danced your little jig your one ball […]
Dear Mrs. Stevens by Kim Valzania
Dear Mrs. Stevens, who told me I could write You were old and you were mean and you hardly ever smiled – but you did sometimes Mrs. Stevens, and you told me I could write Your stiffly buttoned Oxford shirts, your mannish, leather Oxford shoes, your giant Oxford dictionary (“just look it up!”) you told me […]
At the Sea, The Child Returns by Kim Valzania
At the whisper, the rolling swish of waves, at the sea, the child returns Hot sand sifting and flip flop prints, the child, she returns Gull, tipped head looks and looks and knows that little child, for she has just returned Laughing, face lifted to the sun, eyes closed but to the sun, the child […]
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