Poetry, Teen & Young Adult 

"Migration" - Bright talons of pollen migrate up the map of the United Kingdom into snowbright circles of the pole so our talk had a certain ring to it. Clattering before the camera caribou race their leafy heads through crannies on the canada map. They can feel bishops' eyes staring down the tube and still run cool like vast colonies of whales for the frost. Ventricles of the ocean squeeze blue wineskins burst onto the ice cake and the sky reflects mazes of blood from the white plains. I take you into my heart. I take you into my foot throttling its shake of ground into my belly like tomorrow into my hips for the acres to be covered by sundown. You have no choice as flocks of screeching amazonian birds arrive to replace us the herd runs in one body under the high tree of sky. We leave our smell on the backs of chairs. - from Amzon