Fall 2009 / Issues / Poetry 2009 / Volume 40

check out them clouds: — Ayla Crosswhite

tea’s a brewin’

blow the dust out of the mug

and don’t be so coy this time

lay down and get what you came for

storm’s a comin’

gather your sheets from the line

but don’t make the bed this time

let it lie open like a sore

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