Tag: toes

Poem 20150407b

crow

i want to count
your fingers
and toes
just like you’re a baby
one-two-three-four-five
done four times
count them all
count the nails
and give each one a squeeze
and a shake
a “this little piggy went to market”
a game
and i’ll
make you squeal
all the way home

Poem 20150211

crow

like a song filtering through the air
on a clear day
when the sky is so bright
it seems like the sun will crack
the way an egg does,
breathing feels like flight
the sun like feathers on the skin
and your feet lift out of your shoes
because your shoes
are only meant to tread the earth
and you rise
and you rise
and the earth falls away
below your
painted toes