another candle light dinner with
purple rain alliums in two vases,
bookending this reserved table for one.
the grocery flyer is sprawled open,
my shoes in a haphazard pile next to
my chair and my bag. it's been a long
drag, with Amy and Cher my only friends.
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NOT MEN'S FAVOURITE
Poetry"The boy who pulls the girl's hair--is that love, or someone constantly displeased?" In NOT MEN'S FAVOURITE, this prose-poetry chapbook explores feminine anger, the wisdom of boundaries, and using one's womanhood to heal their girlhood. New poems re...
