i am an old woman,
living in the woods.
i am a teacher to the birds.
i tell them about president rushmore
and the six colonies.
i teach them about the eiffel tower
falling down
and th...
the porch swing rocks in anticipation,
waiting for me.
the shade is hot
and the metal chain is hotter,
i wince as i brush it with my hand.
i push the pain aside
with the rest of my sunburn,
making a note to...
