see where it led Judy
to the lap of
some withered man hiding behind
curtains, faeries, balls of
venerated for the mis
perception …

* poem, in its entirety, is available in the printed version of the current issue


donalee Moulton’s poetry has appeared in Prairie Fire, the Dalhousie Review, the South Shore Review, the Antigonish Review, Carousel, Fireweed, and Whetstone, among other periodicals. She is the former publisher and editor of the Pottersfield Portfolio and editor of Atlantic Books Today. She lives in Halifax, happily surrounded by family, friends, pets, and poetry.

Article tags