Dreaming of cathedrals
you float through the cold.
Why did Sunday run away?
poem and photo by Rachel McAlpine
Dreaming of cathedrals
you float through the cold.
Why did Sunday run away?
poem and photo by Rachel McAlpine
Do you know that irrational urge
to climb a tree?
To settle in the purple wake
of day?
poem and photo by Rachel McAlpine
What if your child was sad
to the bone
and you didn’t know?
photo and poem by Rachel McAlpine
Watch the wagging finger
dazzle a diamante
and turn upon its owner.
photo and poem by Rachel McAlpine