she set it to casual & everything
it took to make it the uterus humming the lion her piano inherited collected neglected her colorful flower feelings & were they hers now & did she want them she was free to ask cotton flowers in a bunch growing along the apron are those her colors pink muted blues stem green ragged ragged angel lace could she wear the memory & remember & remember would it even work would it even fit Bio: Constance Bacchus currently lives with her daughter in the Upper Grand Coulee of Washington state. Her poetry can be found in various literary journals including Cirque Journal, Dreich Broad Review, Permafrost Magazine, Blue River Review and Outlook Springs. Ms. Bacchus has a new poetry book out called divorcing flowers (Alien Buddha Press, 2021) and another soon through Red Mare Press. Recently she won a prize from Yakima Coffeehouse Poets but doesn’t know what it is yet. And sometimes, she works at the library. Poem from Constance Bacchus : Memories from a party last 4th of July
Fevers of the Mind 