When we are in love, we love the grass,
and the barns, and the lightpoles,
And the small mainsteets abandoned all night.
Tag: short poem
“Disappointment,” Mike Topp
6’5″
4″
“I Have to Tell You,” Dorothea Grossman
I have to tell you,
there are times when
the sun strikes me
like a gong,
and I remember everything,
even your ears.
