MONICA KOENIG

Little Hells


The door to the field
slamming open
means I’ve held this
weather in. I must
attend to what pleasures
are left
if any.
Behind the house
a man stands over
a thundering.
You are the man
filling my trees
with little hells.
Call back
your winter
so I can number
the excellent dark skies
in acres. 

  

162  The Paris-American

Monica Koenig holds an MFA from the University of Colorado. Her poems have appeared in the Tulane Review and Roar Magazine. Monica lives, writes, and works in the high Rockies.  

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