GRANITE by Elizabeth Spragins
GRANITEby Elizabeth Spragins
Granite
a stream of pebblestrickles down the fractured face—rivulets of raintug an acorn from its tombdeep within the wrinkled rocks
~Mount Desert Island, Maine
Jewels
daybreak polishesdew drops pearled on linden leaveswith emerald fireiridescent damselfliesdance the...
CERTAIN THINGS by Steven Lebow
CERTAIN THINGSby Steve Lebow
I.
Today is Tuesday.I have begun to think aboutcertain things.
Women, wearing tight skirts,pass me by. I make asidesthey don’t respond to.
A piece of paper hurries byand a tree shakes its fist.I move...