a kiwi soft with suntanned skin from

what seems like a lifetime of being outside,

you swim probably unlike a bird because birds don’t swim

but it’s sweet to imagine – you

i write poetry on lined paper

in class & only half pay attention, rounded letters

barely containing all i want to say. i use green marker

& stare dreamily into the yellowed margins,

i have a couple of pieces of lined paper in my school binders that i use to write daily short poems. i hope you enjoy reading some of them!!

child of vermont,

the snow thickens the sky