Poet Laundry

photo © 2013 Jennifer Wagner she never knew a man before this hasn’t known a real one since © 2013 Jennifer Wagner ...

I Follow the Wind - by Judith Clay By a thin thread I hang on chasing your wild wind, risking all for a house of cards. ...

© 2013 Jennifer Wagner I searched and searched for the sun, but could not find it. So I traveled east to where your arms...

photo © 2013 Jennifer Wagner Welcome to Rubbletown, and thanks for leaving. Don’t let the saloon doors hit ya on th...

© 2013 Jennifer Wagner climb, though it might be safer to blend climb, though you might end up de...

She smoked all her cigars between noon and six, listening to the bounce of the sloping rain. She drank lavender tea from a low...

A couple of my poems are included in the newly released The dVerse Anthology: Voices of Contemporary World Poetry ou...

© 2013 Jennifer Wagner It only takes a moment to see the light as it’s crossing your path, like quail to the apricot t...

I don’t miss raindrops; they’ve had their day. I don’t miss March, April, or even May; especially when I see the ...