Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Personhood

Expel your niece
with the Canadian geese
into the dark blue
bruised night sky.

She'll be back next year
with earrings in her ears
and a penchant for pop
and pizza.

3 comments:

shauna said...

jj i think you mean "penchant"

Jeremy said...

oh snap! good immediate catch!! tanks

sara said...

so charmed by this poem