National Poetry Month: 568 by Kate Greenstreet

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.