Creed [Kin Kelli 4] – A Poem by Katy Santiff

Poetry by Katy Santiff Who can tell me where she’s living at ease? Is she cobbled into the willow’s boot, or in the leaf-rustling rush of the breeze? Is she yawning in the long-nameless vine that stretches its neck to lick summer light? Hibiscus bloom, she’s folding in at night? Does she chitter to me … Continue reading Creed [Kin Kelli 4] – A Poem by Katy Santiff