Two Poems // Suzy Howe
The Witch’s Premonition (grass moon)
She floats
naked in crabgrass
above the flowing blades, with
broom bound by willow.
tickled by death
skin oiled
green, she
rides west
tears
loosened,
lashes burning

[Where the backyard light only dresses...]
Where the backyard light only dresses
the blackness of the night with
darker shades of faces reflecting
In the leaves
the night’s silver breath stings
the back of your neck so
your shiver echoes through the dark
canyons of the trees
where something hides
and knows
That if you look too far
too deep into the back of the yard
you might find yourself
at the edge waving,
looking back
Suzy Howe finds herself most days in a birdcage overlooking the river in Central Downtown Milwaukee. She is a mother of two daughters. She writes adult and children poetry and has journaled since the age of nine. She is a nature walker, broom rider, a healer and a kitchen alchemist. This is her first publication of her poetry.
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