For We Write Poems’ Prompt #95, which encouraged us to write about something in the natural world from a not-so-common point of view. Salad Night I’ve murdered the cook in this mansion mystery — Look, my hands are slick like a surgeon’s when he searches for this or that organ, I’ve even got the knifeContinue reading “Salad Night”
Author Archives: Mabel Lee
Book Ramblings: A Room of One’s Own
“Young women, I would say, and please attend, for the peroration is beginning, you are, in my opinion, disgracefully ignorant. You have never made a discovery of any sort of importance. You have never shaken an empire or led an army into battle. The plays of Shakespeare are not by you, and you have neverContinue reading “Book Ramblings: A Room of One’s Own”
The Tree Climber
We Write Poems’ Prompt this week encouraged us to think about trees… The Tree Climber Falling from a tree — That’s a memory I lack, though I wish I had a scar, almost imperceptible, hidden on my shin or across my clavicle like the indent of a seashell sleeping under the bone — It would haveContinue reading “The Tree Climber”
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