Naked
Front Yard, 1996, Lida Suchy
in the
front yard
I have roots that stretch
into the hands of
the river
that flows
in between
our lips
roots
that strictly binds our legs
together
Watch
my grievances
flow free as the
leaves
keep
falling
into a hollow
place of murk
The swarms
of mosquitoes
and gnats
clouding
my sight
the thorn of
performance
itching
at the bite
Feel my
branches
break underneath
your
fingertips I am
naked
in the front yard.
Jenna Curtis is from Rochester, NY and attends SUNY Oswego, where she is studying adolescent education and creative writing. When she is not studying or working, she loves to spend her free time reading and writing with a cup of iced coffee in her hand or buttered popcorn by her side. You can find her work in SUNY Oswego’s Great Lake Review and Gandy Dancer 13.2.