Pauletta Hansel: The Stepmother’s Lament
Tell me,
what am I
supposed to do
with all this love?
November 29, 2021 · 4 Comments
Pauletta Hansel: The Road
There’s only past throwing
its shadow on the lane that sends you back
toward what is gone. Your eyes will soon adjust.
October 4, 2021 · 2 Comments
Pauletta Hansel: Joy
When we finally sprung my father from the hospital
after days spent staring at the cardio unit’s
cinderblock walls the color of nothing
good, his joy could not be contained.
July 21, 2021 · 4 Comments
