For the Month of June

Here are three excerpts from the poem sequence "The Girls from Galilee" from my book The Penny Bride:

II. Sleep Over

Her arms seagrass my arms.
My hands starfish her hands.
Our clams wink unladylike.
Anemones are all we wear.

III. Truth

Her brows knit.
Her lips part.
So modest, I thought.

"Those were coral reefs.
That was whale song," she sighed.
"What do you make when you come?"

IV. Dare

"I'll touch yours. You'll touch mine."
She gathered up my pebbles.

Then, sandbars raised, she showed the way
women walk over water.