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Poetry

For Billy Collins

Humming lawnmowers

Cut silence in long blades

Rowboats in hell

Educating me

You’re not prepared

When you came

You read the faded,

Chalky horses

Stabled decapitated heads

In your poetic mind

Yellow sulfur dyes

Cereal milk

Drink it under the table

They might see you

Describe everything

—katrina sutherland

Paper Boats

It’s bedtime for squirrels and people, but not us.

We make paper boats to throw out the windows.

They stick in the gutters and litter the driveway.

We’ll pick them up later—

When the squirrels wake up and the trees aren’t dark anymore.

Now we’ll look at twinkling airplane lights.

You’ll twist my silk shirt in your fingers

And ask for more paper.

—katrina sutherland