Green Window

Her urban jungle is ivy
growing over
the southeast
window and an orange
cat looking
out. Birds, squirrels,
gnats, pedestrian souls.

Mills—No Barns

No part of this story begins
in a barn. Stalks

of rhubarb become
site non-specific

art in the right
urban hands. A brand

name that uses the color
green may harm

more than tired eyes. Plato
was a man

before a town. The river
will flow with or without

its name spelled
out in blue

on a map
with mills—no barns.