Dear Caitlin, Jacob and the amazing bunch of spirited writers at the table, I am deleting all my poetry posts from the poetry full marathon 2020. i hovered over the trash button indecisively for three days, till i had the confidence of letting my poems…

Do you remember, Wayne? (an epistolary from long ago) Ann WJ White When your kiss lightly touched my lips, you fled the room back to your world? You left me standing, holding my breath. Suddenly, I was aware you were gone for good, before you…

She held on Waiting for retribution, While the minutes hours days Grew Around her a wall of fortitude, A labyrinth, so complex, Until there could be no restitution, Her softness locked away, Hidden, Unyielding to any man who encountered, Her stolen gaze (his) reminder, Of…