Today at Horse Less Review: Amy Jo Trier-Walker

New today at Horse Less Review, three poems by Amy Jo Trier-Walker! 

At ice houses a little fishbone affects me as I think of the long December cat on my December bones

What old holed tarps think at heart I do not know, yet her plastic wounds at night water me

Prescribed canals shatter me, solar ash birds lighten; in a rift in the line, fadeless, a curtain suffers (read more)

You can now also order Amy Jo Trier Walker’s new chapbook Trembling Ourselves Into Trees!