In search of spring branches and breath

L-R: dogwood, don’t remember, blueberry stem, quince, dogwood. Photo: author’s own.

In viral funk,

congestion-puffed face still marred by the

faint impression of

a well-fitted n95,

(suitcase somehow unpacked,

but sleep mostly elusive)

I walked the perimeter of my yard



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gae polisner

Just another writer trying to stay afloat in a sea of words. Author of several novels. Wannabe mermaid. Mother. Trying to age gracefully with no grace in sight.