VEXATION

I have a small confession to make:

your abstracted face

bathed in ennui

my insistence on ruin and havoc 

the unscheduled arrival of love

there was never a question—

letting it grow wilder

Laura LeHew

A TRANSCENDENT EVOLUTION WITH A PSYCHIC FLASH

How 

did it feel? 

Innocent?

There is no

forgiveness. 

His heart a fist 

swaddled in blood.

You are a trick question

a larvae browsing through time

watching glass images come

out of the womb how

could one woman be so 

disappointing?

The shorter story—

he would have loved you in perpetuity 

The lie was a window.

Even if you are guilty.

Laura LeHew

FLETCHING ARROWS

crow feathers

frigid days

all of my disappearances

hunger appeased—the deliberate duality

            what anyone would have done

            jay feathers 

requiem

as close as possible

to the only path back

            with a wall between us

parrot feathers

a hint of hemlock

you are the reason I come home

a rough draft

            asking too many questions  

Laura LeHew

I’m a Sagittarius with a Scorpio Rising and I quite liked William Doreski’s poem “The Night’s Criminal Intentions Made Clear.”