July 6, 2022

Telling My Grandmother About This Life

by Kathleen Hogan You are dust and roses.I am a teller of tales.Your browned lace crumblesbeneath my arms as I bring youinto the ring of my trees.How should I give you this story,with syrup or knife? Your bones break,with my every wordas I speak of the abandoned,of sickness, of hatred,and in the silencestears wash into […]