Someday, I’ll write you a poem. One with no line breaks.  What kind of employer discourages breaks.  Breaks are superb - necessary impediments.  How else would one view the daffodils.

she sighs
air stale
old hotel
subway – 
all lack

Massive, the Arlington empty when the horses hibernate.  She loved the races, betting.  Boarded a tour bus of over 60s, bound for Tunica.  Why over 60.  Why you. Who will water your flowers.

morning glories
clutch the trellis
wearing deep
violet hats
soft     velvet
shoes drenched
in dew,          
in sparkling


She inherited a diamond that had a hole in it.  She jumped


didn’t break anything.  Listen, you can hear her scratching to climb 


JAN APPLE lives in Russellville, Arkansas, a small, beautiful town surrounded by rivers, lakes, and mountains. She holds a Bachelor of Arts degree in English and a Master of Liberal Arts degree in Communications. She works and teaches English at a local college and is also a student in the MFA Creative Writing program at the University of Arkansas at Monticello. She enjoys reading, writing, walking in nature, and taking photographs and is married and has two grown children, and an adorable cat.