Jul 14, 2020
1 min read
STAR WEEK
A Short Risk for Healing
Sky Collection — Poem 105
for my mom
a waning crescent
a butterfly bush
the scent of everything
a splash in the July
late afternoon
a cicada siren
plump blackberries
and sun-golds
ready for harvest
next time I’ll
stay and swim
under the stars
it was a short risk
we took
for healing
together
home.
