by Melissa Walker
12/27/12

Unpretentious
simple beauty -
clean lines,
brilliant

the green monster is in me
when you utter the syllables
articulating her name
the green monster

I saw something really beautiful this morning. As
I was driving towards work, the full moon was

The Typewriter
2014

The only sound I hear is the sharp clicking of the keys
My cold fingers

Grass the color of sour sweet limes
Sky as blue as the sea.
A flower like the deep sunset,