Labor Days
By Elizabeth Landrum
I want to dream a fitting phrase;
I want to fly
into a bowl full
of refrigeratormagnetwords
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Why Write?
By Elizabeth Landrum
Otherwise…
I twirl through mazes of cornstalks
without noticing
the flaxen beauty of the bounty,
Almost
By Elizabeth Landrum
You gave no sign of knowing
I was there
tucked behind pussywillows
at the riverbank
