‘For the Unkept House’ by Vona Groarke

For the Unkept House Fill the bucket with water. Fill the coffin with stones. There’s a full moon over the river and there’s no going home. Make a well in the water. Make a house in the dark. There’s a full moon over the meadow and there’s no going back. Sweep the stars from the window. Sweep the dust from the door. There’s a full … Continue reading ‘For the Unkept House’ by Vona Groarke