Category: Poetry

Poetry

Yearning

I do not want to be
remembered for my urine.
In this I differ from
the chowchow and Welsh corgi
who yearn to soak the earth…

by Pamela Hobart Carter 2 January, 2012

Scorpion Fable

There once lived a young scorpion
Who was always sick from her own poison…

Whenever she’d strike with her tail,
The back of head would get impaled.

by Garrison Kammer 2 January, 2012

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