112 though I knew barefoot is how a young girl would run up the steps. Kathy Epling The summer sun was bright sweet as licked candy those hot days Cooling our bodies in the green waters we closed our eyes. We believed even the sunlight loved us. All our games were dotted over with stars. We shone in each other's light & turned & turned our hurts minor & kissed away. It has been dark now for some time shadows taking our hands. One by one our friends are not here I can't see who it is, there, far in that cold shade, the golden leaves fallen all around, such tired children, who in that darkness calls us in.
Prairie Schooner – University of Nebraska Press