House of Père Lacroix –Tyler Mills
I thought I would write a novel
about the window with its shadow
set in the two-story house.
VERGE – Christine Stewart-Nuñez
Where I sit, a pile of storm-struck
twigs can rise in humid columns
We broke things. Glasses, a lead crystal vase,
the ceramic chicken painted à la portuguaise.
It was the longest, hardest winter in a decade.
Snow against the windows, sealing us inside