Katherine Noone | WINTER WIND

WINTER WIND How do you kick up your heels with such gusto at three in the morning? Your rage rattles windows¬† and¬† doors, your wails mournful as¬† a¬† banshee¬† scorned Awakened we¬† dangle¬† on¬† bedsides like¬† tree¬† branches bent¬† from¬† your¬† rampage.   Click here to watch Katherine Noone read this poem. Author’s Bio Katherine […]