When You Put Strong Women Down
This is what remains
When you’ve pulled
every
living
thread from us
so each one lay ragged
and disconnected
in a field, let’s say,
waiting
for weather
to wear it thin......
He Taught Us to Use “Joy” Wisely
The sun melts in a dark,
dry sky. The prairie
stretches deep to drink.
Trees breathe in a wicked
heat. Cicadas buzz. Redwings
chit. At last, a night breeze
cools my sweat......