Where. Were. Woman.

Today’s draft comes from a morning where everything is coming out fragmented, but also connected. It’s been a while since I played with words just for the quality of their sound and the way they look on the page.

Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedWhere womangone into the mistsdissolvedon humid air crouching heavily over the Ohio River ValleyWere womanyears agoappearedfree breathing the bigness of a lakefront prairie skyWerewomannew spiral layertransformedlong striding forward on yielding, fertile ground