By Isabella Dunsby the porch light is off and I’m holding a pint tub of yogurt ice cream with both hands. I’m watching it sweat white beads onto my lap like the droplets of milk that an infant can’t quite catch on his mother’s breast. I’m watching us all convince ourselves we’re better off immortal. … Continue reading the porch light is off And “Lead Us Not Into Temptation”
ROC, NY and Other Poems
By Isabella Dunsby ROC, NY and so the ducks glide in the direction of The Mushroom House. There’s a Man living there who picks them up by their bellies and kisses ‘em as they wander by. The Man visits a fish hatchery on days he thinks of his children in the city, watching speckled brown … Continue reading ROC, NY and Other Poems
Academy of the Heart And Mind 