My hands stay on my dress
clinging to the flash
of orange and red
You lower your face
thinking of another
lover
Our lives play out
between the lifting sheets
two nestled question marks
You flip my pages
like an expensive
book
But I’m just
a yellowed envelope
waiting to be sent
About Me
- pattyk
- I live in Sequim, Washington. I write creative nonfiction and poetry. My work has appeared in The Sun, Hipmama, Mamaphonic, Poetry Magazine, TallGrass Writers Anthology, Poets Against War, Poetry Motel, and other anthologies and publications. I am a former reporter who teaches workshops on poetry and memoir and have been known, on occasion, to edit things for others. I am the mother of six sons and hold an MFA in Creative Writing from Antioch University, Los Angeles.
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