Cabin on Lake Lucerne by Mary Wehner

Slant of light on the white sill sun crossing over to the other side slow to relinquish. The long stretch of your neck about to rise too soon it’s barely noon Crickets ratcheting up in the grass the blue lake sliding back and forth. No reason to stir. This is our first full breath of loving. notice the waves shimmer the white wall.

PREVIOUS TABLE OF CONTENTS NEXT Biography

Copyright © 2024 by Red River Review. First Rights Reserved. All other rights revert to the authors. No work may be reproduced or republished without the express written consent of the author.