That Face, Listening

Eyes fixed on mine,
Chin cupped into
Furrowed brow,
Call and response.
You listen.
You don’t agree.

Day 12, July 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.