Horse Less Review #18: Three Poems by Trina Burke

Up at Horse Less Review #18 today, three new poems by Trina Burke!

What could you even say
if I ate my son for breakfast?

The taste of him a nothing, like water.
There comes a time in every mother’s

life when she tires. Or is it hungers?
The simple arithmetic of abundance

can be miscalculated to tragic
consequences. (read more…)