National Poetry Month: 568 by Kate Greenstreet

Apr 14, 2014 | Archive, Feature

568

by Kate Greenstreet

 

Light by six.

Like everyone, she’s simple.

 

I understand her crazy trust.

But how can these tricks work?

 

Parks

at night

 

are always dangerous.

And our will. Free will.

 

She cuts herself. I never got close

to that.

 

The dog

has seen it all.


This poem is from issue 38.2. You may purchase a copy here.