Withholding

Hello all,

I plan to keep many new poems off of the blog for a few months so that they do not count as "published." But I am more than happy to share them less publicly and to receive any feedback people want to provide. Please contact me at mollyemoses@gmail.com if you want poems via email this semester; I will send out a batch once a week, most likely on Sundays.

Omer poems will continue to appear on the blog, starting with a Pre-Pesach poem on April 3.

Thank you, as always, for reading.

-Molly

Now

The snow flies at my face
turns right saying Change here,
you change here, Here
is where you change, here, you're
already in the middle of it

Firechild

Firechild putters mutters breathycoldcold
This isn't it, not paths through narrowsteep
snowcanyons, huddlescarf loweredeyes
watchmystep, life is armsthrow wide into
power into powder the directions, fingersjolt,
eyefling smolderglow etchleaving stareglances
nightflashes, I am dance I am stretchtoyou, I am
reachtoyou, I am touchtoyou, I am withtoyou, I
am withtoyou, ozonecracklesphere, I am here