Pottery Corner 3

Countryside


The last ember’s slow glide
Long fingered patchwork cast deep
In the yolk of those western lines
In birch we lay, and dandelions
Dapples on our breath, eyes wide
“I’m game.” She said
So I shot her.


Lupe the Loop


My girlfriend has lycanthropic tendencies.
Which doesn't mean she's charitable.
It means she bites my head off.
Once a month.
When she's feeling iritable.