Cat Over Clock

Poetry Saves the World



October twenty-second

Breath All of Falls' breaths are a message Hair tangled in her fingers Leaves rushing at legs Her pressure against my back Caressing each step forward I call out to that wildness That divides summer and winter She whistles back... Continue Reading →

Sing a Song of Sixpence

The birds were wet today Danced in the tattoo mind Evenly paced, song in the air Flirted in the spray where The House of Finch Braved the assault of The Brewer's Black Bird Pie The blackbirds chased their crow They... Continue Reading →

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