are you the words of your story. gertrude invited
painters & alice b toklas talked just to their wives.
do you feel bad, summer, turning lives on paper.
only you can do something about it. s’your book.
will you have some ideas & will you feel them.
cloud formations make you cry, so maybe. you
traipse the paths & shape your hands like leaves.
you feel it wrong. they say history, full of anger.
who’s got your story, summer. quick take it back.
gertrude stein, basket & alice b. toklas
I write poetry, reviews and creative nonfiction, with work in various journals, newspapers and anthologies. I am currently working on a poetry
pamphlet, and a creative nonfiction consideration of mental health and failure. I am a smallholder in Teverga, Asturias, and recently spent the summer learning about permaculture
and foraging in Léon, Spain.