Four Poems

Four Poems

Uterus, You Always the gracious hostess, stretched thinto accommodate your growing guests—threepregnancies a breeze. Until the physicaltherapist asked if mine was still intactI hadn’t thought of you in forty years.How rude of me! But in my defense,I never had a sense...
Two Poems

Two Poems

                                His Mother, Overheard not to mention mother’s mother’s diamond ring mother passed to me when she passed not to mention the expense of fixing up the carriage house behind her folks’ place just for now not to mention she nearly lost her...