Friday, August 28, 2009

little human crab with
stripped down gurgle steps
propel limbs dotted
with elbow dimples, diaper dents
full skeleton, flesh, and organs tucked
inside your framed
porcelain perfect miniature
shiver-soaked skin
made for sensory immersion:
sand snacks
tide stomps
shell fist grips
and away-from-ocean


Kurt Knudsen said...

may I have a copy of your first edition tome of prose?!

Michelle said...

How wonderful that you are taking advantage of all that east coast beauty! I always marvel at how you put words together. I seem to get the same exact complaints of reading, and you are right about more hugs and at least for me not so much pushing. Rose just barely learned how to tie her shoe correctly, yes a little late but really it doesn't matter all the time how fast we get there.

Jen said...

I love it! It has been so long since I have been on the computer- so much to catch up on. Your house is so charming! i would love to sit in the room with all the windows and enjoy all that N.C. lushness. Congrats!

Ann said...