Suzanne Summers / Shelly Winters

Junior varsity
Clear viscosity
David Cassidy
Teen Beat sagacity

Let’s begin.
Through thick and thin,
I for one
Feel the thrum.

Carve the memories.
Coil the misdeeds.
Tuck them under
The couch cushion seeds.

The quiet days
Pull down like shades
When I recall
The glint of rays

On wheat fields and hay.
The open air
With mocking birds
Now mum for words.

I cannot hear, though
The vision clear.
A thick drooping bough
Hanging then to now.


2/3/23