Sunday, February 23, 2014


Love is a B-52 bomber roaring
off the tongue of a hungry infant.

A teacher, drawing
discarded ingredients
into her easy bake oven.

A harness crafted with wedding vows,
anchored to the nearest cloud.

A musical trio that fills
the car’s empty ashtray with tales
of water polo and color war.

A tight grip

on the north star.

Lori Polachek

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