She could sweat it
out, but it wouldn’t change
the colors, wouldn’t bring
any of them

back. Laughter
doesn’t come easily
for her. She sees
the humor

and the irony
in it all—giggles
on the inside. Does she dare
to read

the Sunday
New York Times
someone left
behind on the table

next to her. Does she dare,
does she dare, does she
dare. One more time

and it could become
a real question
with correct punctuation.

Cauldron Over Ice

Macbeth is here to be
seen down by the river.
Take a walk
on the endless 

bridge overlooking it
to get ready. These three sisters
will not be dismissed.