Back of My Hand

Across the Mississippi–
That Familiar vein through
My life I
Cross this morning east.
Your still flatness hides
Lonely strong
Pulling me back.

Day 9, A River of Stones

Elizabeth Howard

Elizabeth writes literary non-fiction, haiku, cultural rants, and Demand Poetry in order to forward the cause of beautiful writing. She teaches and speaks about the rhetorical impact of beautiful writing. A recent transplant to Connecticut, she calls London, Kansas City, and Iowa home.