the grave
of her father
still lacks a headstone.
Why should she remember a man
who killed?
© Rachel Green 2017
spring sun
examining the fresh-cut lawn
sparrows
© Rachel Green 2017
tiny slugs
a few millimeters long
invade the kitchen
Bad move, lads,
I loathe you little shits
© Rachel Green 2017
evening fire
we pull out honeysuckle,
philadelphud
Last year's construction
of a wooden rose arch
feeds greedy flames
cutting brambles
© Rachel Green 2017
New jeans. Her overhanging belly. Despair
© Rachel Green 2017
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