"And these will suffice. Larch so lacy and golden
against a sky so high, so blue, so fresh,
you can believe you’re flying."
is high school trite
until I come to one
from a boy named Gary,
which starts out usual
but ends with the truth"
"in this graveyard this close to her
murdered bones I feel every bit
the weary object of every verb"
"I’m tired of the told-you-so’s who say
not to draw hearts in the flood plain."
"In the Distance" - Julie Hamilton, oil on canvas, 36" x 48"