Elizabeth McLaughlinMay 16, 20181 minOn EdgeBruised hip bones Perched like a tiger Low lying fruit. You, girl with the good legs but too much hip. Too tall, with a nice neck. Long...
Elizabeth McLaughlinMay 3, 20181 minFrom The StartThe day I was born I fought back. Crammed up as high as I could go with my back against the light. I wonder if I knew then. But in the...
Elizabeth McLaughlinApr 16, 20181 minNot Make BelieveHow stark the white of the snow is, clinging to the new green of the trees. This storm breaks exactly the way I do when you call for me....