two poems by Rebecca Ferlotti

May 23
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Updated: 6 days ago

Out the second story window,

I see daffodils

and dog shit. It’s sunny

and there’s screaming. I crane

my neck and notice

her beat-up deck chair

unraveling

Rebecca Ferlotti (she/her) is a writer, poetry instructor, and editor based in Ohio. Her poems have been published or are forthcoming in The Journal, Poetry South, The Bayou Review, and other magazines. Rebecca’s work also has been supported by the Kenyon Review Writers Workshop. More at rebeccaferlotti.com.

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