What Catches the Light | poem

Melissa Hassard/ February 10, 2018/ Poetry

What Catches the Light I press the handle of a knife into his hand and he scrapes the shimmer of salmon, the red flesh face down against his palm, where the scales collect like sooted snow. He speaks with a voice low like dusk, wipes the blade clean with his fingers tells a story of the Red Sea, thick with

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Melissa Hassard/ July 6, 2017/ Awards, Poetry

The mail has come, as I was thinking of you I was wondering about the man that delivered your letter   when the dogs barked, I didn’t think anything of it was his day suddenly made inexplicably better   but I meant to say earlier that I didn’t miss it when your letter fell into his bag    when you said

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