She sat upon a window sill, feet splayed to the air

Untying knots that bounded free, floating here and there

She slipped one, crossed another, picking at life’s spots

But then she fell, twisted with a yell, and cursed her casted lot

Categories: Experimental Poetry Poetry Uncategorized

Tagged as: Joshua Mullenary Poetry short

abnormalvaverage

I'm a high school English teacher in Texas. I also hold degrees in radiography and radio and television broadcasting. Though I obtained certain knowledge and skills from my prior degrees, I do not currently use them.