National Poetry Month and Ales Steger’s “Egg”

So there I was, out in the yard with Seriously and trying, unsuccessfully, to keep her from rolling in the dead, stinky thing over by the trees, when the neighbor came out to feed their chickens. We live at the end of a cul-de-sac, on a slender side street that borders a park and bike… Read More National Poetry Month and Ales Steger’s “Egg”