Posts by Kimberly Ann Southwick

HOLD ME OVER THIS BOILING CAULDRON BUT PLEASE DON’T DROP ME IN photo
March 9, 2020 | Poetry

HOLD ME OVER THIS BOILING CAULDRON BUT PLEASE DON’T DROP ME IN

Kimberly Ann Southwick

I dreamed my brother gave his dog to a friend in New York
who could better care for him. we walked into the woods

behind the wintered swim club where the swan babies
held their bonfires. I was

Two Poems photo
October 31, 2013 | Poetry

Two Poems

Kimberly Ann Southwick

like when I stand with the kitchen scissors in the citygarden, / thunderloving a green skinned fruit. // He hears my kisses, a wall grabber, the neighbors’ dog / left out in the cold.      here’s to his / soft wet nose      and a part of me / that bleeds dogblood, impure.