Plumeria
Wafting into my nose, plumeria. Close by in the hammock, I, not prone to swooning, do. Frangipani her Hawaiian name,...
Family Name
Belonging’s no goal, only the state of everything. Not a sense or feeling, merely what the stars do in relation....
Tucked Between
Day emerges unhurried as a babe while earth labors to turn. I closely watch but cannot see the changes as...
Ancestor Poet Sappho
I took my lyre and said: Come now, my heavenly tortoise shell: become a speaking instrument Although they are...
CLICK COVER TO BUY
Creative Commons
Work by Susa Silvermarie is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.