We chilled for three days.
But when you started staring
out my back windows into the woods,
I knew I had to return you to the wild.
You have eyes that can mirror earth or sky,
that hide in your environment.
You are oak leaf and grass, aqua and azure.
Take me with you.
Let me swim in your iris
and the well of your pupil
toward horizons and the trees.
About the Poet
Two lifetimes ago, Catherine performed her poetry in Madrid. Now her main jobs are to write and hang out with her family. Her work has appeared in the Journal of the American Medical Association, Pank, Victorian Violet Press, and The Grief Diaries. Her chapbook, Soul Full of Eye, is published through Aldrich Press. Watch and read more here.