The margarine moon
leaning on her side
Tonight, the earth wears
a skirt of wet dirt
Remember that day
I bought expensive soaps
Watched as you wrapped your hand
around the fork
At that cafe where
we drank coffee in the
thick white mugs
While I told you to
sprinkle me over
the mountain
You filled a blue bottle
with dandelion fluff
and said
wish
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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