Poem of the Week, by Grace Schulman
My poems podcast, Words by Winter, can be found here. The pink stucco and stone house across the street is slanty, sprawling, and old, with a few apartments carved out of what at one point must have been a single-family house. I think of it as the Francis of Assisi house – the place exudes an easygoing … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Grace Schulman