during the widening winter white-out
she draws a blank
stare to send a stern message
to the blotter / to the blaming
beads in her parka pocket

they slip through
a rip in the fabric / pour
into the space between
down linings / free
radicals come loose

in the body covering her body
in the hem of her hope

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s