A New Poem up at Plume!

I love Plume, and Daniel lawless, who is an amazing, tireless advocate for poetry. We're lucky to have him and Plume.

It's Not Your Fault

It's Not Your Fault The brass lamp in your window, warm honey heat humming in the frozen prairie February dawn when everything's a stone of cold, may have yoo-hooed at the hobo teetering on his tattooed lip of murder, but it didn't open the door. It's a lamp. It's handless.

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