The Wall

This heat has
No name at all until
You remind yourself
He. Is. There.
Exit the climate-controlled
Iceblock
Bedroom
Only to hit
The Wall.

Day 11, 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.

 

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