Susan Kelly-DeWitt: Photograph of Your Father Sewing Needlepoint At Precinct Headquarters, 1956
tugging the yarn taut, as though it was
the most natural thing
in the world for a burly
detective, a tough Irish cop
October 26, 2022 · 8 Comments
Susan Kelly-DeWitt: The Moon Is Doing The Australian Crawl
my mother has worked her way up
through the wave-rungs
of the spirit-corps’ fleshless ladder—
secretary of the afterworld
January 6, 2022 · 2 Comments
Susan Kelly-DeWitt: Autumnal Equinox
It seemed like
everyone I knew had something
precious to give away
September 20, 2021 · Leave a comment
Susan Kelly-DeWitt: Maybe I Have No Ideas
Eating a turkey sub from the school cafeteria
I suddenly think of the blonde woman
whose marriage is falling apart and the dark
circles under her eyes
July 28, 2021 · Leave a comment
Susan Kelly-DeWitt: Ode to Brother Roach
Slippery brother!
You are the secret bead
in the rosary of reviled
things.
November 4, 2020 · 1 Comment
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