Alisa Golden

Then There Is the Scar

Some trees,
growing from within
shed their outer
skin in continuous,
vulnerable glow,
while others hold
tight to their
bark, crack their
thick layers,
prompting a
question, in
both cases,
about you.


Alisa Golden reads a paper newspaper at breakfast, walks her inner dog daily, and edits Star 82 Review while imagining she saw another bird. www.neverbook.com | www.star82review.com