By Kait Quinn How You Work after Joan Osborne The way snow lands in an unflourished hush. Tea kettle screams, hazes kitchen tile like fog tucks shore to sleep. Such a normal thing: clean sheets pulled womb warm from the drier; the house sparrow's warble; the way a lung bloats, deflates, distends again. Moon works … Continue reading How You Work and Other Poems
Academy of the Heart And Mind 