Poem of the Week

Make heart-shaped cakes

for the Queen of Heaven

Things that make you cry:

Geode stone pulse

That plant named wizard’s herb

When the state of Michigan sells

“pristine treaty-protected land”

to make a limestone mine

I dreamt the spider crossed

my eye and I crushed it

into my eye     Why is the first

day the hardest day?     The city

susurrus     Are us     especially

if you get to keep the money