Applesauce and Brown Sweater in the Morning
Applesauce and Brown Sweater in the Morning
by nicole kuwik
Garbage trucks
sound like school busses
until they start picking things up but
hearing them
stop
outside your floor-level window
at the dumpster across from your door still
makes you feel like you are missing
something
Maybe you forget to take out the trash?
I like the feeling here more than the structure. But the feeling is pure, kinda sad. Nice job.
Fine poem.
Who is this Nicole girl?
Nicole Kuwik was born in Cleveland and misses fireflies in the summer. She spends a lot of time with a fish named Mortimer, and believes flowers on the sides of highways should be given more consideration…or so says the bio given on FoliateOak.