Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Nightmare

coyote howls
jolt her awake
the crib is
empty
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  1. Author AmokNovember 9, 2013 at 12:47 AM

    This is a truly haunting poem, Bridget. Very powerful and in such a small space.

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    1. Bridget MageeNovember 9, 2013 at 5:44 PM

      Thank you, Laura! Coyote howls always sound like a baby squalling to me. It'd be awful if this was true.

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