Caroline Neel
As a child I was unafraid of thunder,
spiders, high tree branches, scraped knees,
the imps and fairies who bartered my loose teeth for coins.
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As a child I was unafraid of thunder,
spiders, high tree branches, scraped knees,
the imps and fairies who bartered my loose teeth for coins.
A girl in the garden says she’s haunted by water: by the leaks in her roof and under the washing machine. How can I tell her that water haunts everything?
Read MoreSophia biked through the twilight and into the break of day
just so I could find her at the festival of one hundred white doves.
can you make wine from a sunflower?
sure. the seeds roast well. pair with salt.
Everyone is pregnant
so I am too. At the hair salon, arched
backwards before the sink, listening
to three women talk about episiotomies
and water births, I jump in:
the tulips roll out and in their great tongues
and spread the legs of their barnacled flames
and unfurl and fling themselves from the vase—
Consider a marriage auction. A room of honor-bound, salt of the earth men.
A makeshift stage. The kind of traveling circuses and wagon
pharmacies. On the stage are daughters endorsed by the church.