lucy
cured lonelieness
in the sand
with a branch
she had
to
what’s
changed
age
forgiveness
that
virtuous luxury
honor
is an
only child
it’s
foolish
but fine
and
looks
mean everything
the
simpler life
cotton wool
cement
eitzel
recompense
a
sacred charge
from
the lord
a binding contract
where
half is never half
unless
it has to be
sounds like laughing
from a distance
we didn’t get along when she was alive
but things are different
when you die
i know what a woman at the top of a staircase means
toeing worn
wood
staring at saving grace
the last
line
the seized ships
ruby red lips
