Come Spend Summer in the Girl Cave
Plunk your pencils in vases, hang kimonos on nails, paint tired things glossy coral and red. Let your secrets swell like a rising sun and repurpose your lies. Bring scones, coffee; whine and be messy-- throw capes on carpets; leave rings on tables. Wear dresses that drape and poof in the wind-- like that sea-foam muumuu your husband hates-- or wear nothing at all. Get rid of your shoes and lead with your toes; settle in. You’ll be camouflaged here among the round pitchers, floral blankets and nudes. We’ll doodle dancers, sort buttons, tear magazine pictures, pose for each other or just zone out and eat jam. Sarah Carleton Sarah Carleton writes, edits, plays the banjo and raises her son in Tampa, Florida. Her poems have appeared in Houseboat, Burning Word Literary Journal, Avatar Review, Poetry Quarterly, The Bijou Poetry Review, Off the Coast, Shark Reef, Wild Violet Magazine, The Binnacle, The Homestead Review, Cider Press Review and Nimrod. She also has work upcoming in Silver Birch and Chattahoochee Review. This poem was written as part of the 20 Poem Challenge.
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