BEE LB

baby, with this sun shining & snow falling, it could be winter all year long

the ice is melting from the gutters

two worlds right next door to each other

almost crashed passing the township marker going north.

Two Poems in Conversation

by BEE LB and andrea lianne grabowski

ode to messy emotions

after Chen Chen

poem-to-go

after Naomi Shihab Nye

another blue lemon please

but then i was solid, unmoving...

i didn’t see it but it was there

i saw the bedroom once mine carved into a master,