Lizzy Burnam 🐞

home is where the 
angels where the 
grandma calls 
to quote a Bible passage
about wives 
being good to their husbands 
husband where the
green lights
(where the?) 
stack up like unread books
no brakes for miles 
or intersections
no nos, only 
I love you sos
are where the wild things
go faster
where the limit slows 
the answers only find
who isn’t scared to say 
hello(s are where the) 
who knows, and yet 
the gas again 
a number I don’t recognize
nothing 
looks like a poem 
out here is where the 
magpie streaks
through the snow 
one for sorrow 
two for another year 
too far from home