A Poetry Sporadical of Repeating Forms
Pouring from your cracked lips
Come poisons, and come pain.
Each evil thing that slips,
Pouring from your cracked lips
With speech that halts and trips,
Is false. I say again:
Pouring from your cracked lips
Come poisons and come pain.
Juleigh Howard-Hobson was born in Portsmouth, England and dually raised in Brooklyn and Australia. Her journal credits include The Raintown Review, Soundzine, 14 by 14, and Candelabrum.