Every day’s Monday, cola ice
melting faster, blood
hot as August.
Fridge runs empty
most days, boys home
with big shoes,
extra babies.
The old man cats around,
bed wider each night.
Tennessee’s out there
somewhere, bone-tired
three dreams back.
is a writer, mediator, and teacher. Her poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in
New Verse News, Denali, Deep Water Literary Journal, Allegro, and
Verseweavers.
She has worked as a newspaper reporter and for many years as a manager in local
government, has played varsity basketball in high school, and reads on Monday mornings
with kindergarteners. Keli lives in Eugene, Oregon with her family.
