Poems of the Week – Molly Brodak

THREE POEMS BY MOLLY BRODAK   Whoever Said Hell Is Not Beautiful The doorknob was not hot. If death meant framelessness in landscape, then I must’ve closed my eyes at the next alarming vista– moving towards the gigantic until I became as small as I needed. I felt for the edge & left everyone. TheContinue reading “Poems of the Week – Molly Brodak”