"Now the bad mood is lasting forever,
— TriQuarterly (@TriQuarterlyMag) May 27, 2018
the plane slamming the sky as if it, too, were a body.
Fear scrambles my prayer: daily bread, cup running full,
the hallowed and bring me, Lord, out of this valley, please."
"Crossing the Whole Country," Helen Wickes https://t.co/zbVEGT347r