scrolling                trees hit                      mirror light                              purple

in the                                          middle of              the            median

highways                                    & by the way                           getting

I-can-be-really-alone

with-you-stoned

keep

wanting to say

new

Gabrielle Lessans is obsessed with doorways, child’s pose, birdsong & is a co-conspirator of collective.off. Recent poems appear in Bone Bouquet, Metatron, Bottlecap & on Berlin Community Radio.​