Three Poems by Alyssa Trivett

Your Porch   I recall an evening, one Fall, on the way back to my metal box, I spotted the opossum and stopped, didn’t even have a chance to think of a proper Baby Book name from  nineteen eighty five to christen it with, due to stage fright. God, how I miss those nights  on … Continue reading Three Poems by Alyssa Trivett