The way the wind tugs, a dog
tight on his leash.
My parents’ post-hippy consumerism
spitting, religion their ratty shawl.
Alicia Cole lives with a photographer and a bevy of animals. Over their
house, egrets and great blue herons fly. She has a penchant for birding,
blackberries, and walking through brambles. Her poetry and fiction may be
found or is forthcoming in Birkensnake, Looking Landwards, Loose Leaf Tea
and Third Wednesday. A more complete bibliography may be found at