A Dedication to Drowning Stretched like a drum a coating of me covers my skeletal frame. For now, I am...
Child of the Large-Beaked Bird The crows are up to no good, tapping the tin roof like it’s Miss Glover’s...
The votes for Best Poem 2022 on The Milk House are in. With an extremely strong shortlist for the award,...
Rite of Passage In Bali, it’s the filing of the canines to limit boys’ wild adolescence. Among Cameroon’s Baka Pygmies...
The Summer of Snakes Some summer I bailed hay, For Farmer Dan, square bales, square As caskets, just as heavy....
The question may be raised why we chose precisely the past of a city to compare with the past of...
I am hawthorn Beautiful and forbidding I inspire reverence a healthy reticence. You might find me near holy wells and...
Walking In The Dark Specialist appointments don’t wait for chickens to wake, so I walk to the coop before dawn...
My Uncle’s Farm I recollect particulars by the dozen, But late in life I yearn to shift the sensory into...
Listen to Laura Swift read her poem “Silage Time.” Silage Time They looked so snug All four bundled...
Alabama April If you reenact the last painful moment I’ll love you harder than a civil war drama on a...
The results are in. The Judge’s Choice and the Readers’ Choice for Best Poem 2023 have been determined. The Milk...