SHARK REEF

by Monica Woelfel Rock Wall His hands, mine, grip, our backs bend, arms lift stone and carry. Gnats come close, linger, bite. Knees bend, ache. Can this be who we are together best – two people building a wall of rocks in the woods, arguing over what constitutes a straight line? Our conversation flags and [...]

They have no mercy
as they step in their high-heeled party shoes
into the meadow.
Dark-furred lips gather with expert care