Catfish Creek, by Jennifer Angelina Petro

Catfish Creek


Jennifer Angelina Petro



Some days

and more

some nights


the catfish creek

beckons me

to lift my skirt


and wade into her waters

and find rest

among the leaves


falling on my upturned face

and passing clouds

fogging my eyes


until the night comes

and drains everything

in crimson currents


where no one will find me

except the cottonmouth

and the rainbow trout


and the moon

fading in the floating palms

of my empty hands





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