May 2023
Bio Note: I’m a poet and fiction writer living in Cleveland, Ohio. Besides writing and reading, I enjoy hiking, gentle yoga, and making jewelry. I’ve been published in B O D Y, Chiron Review, Sheila-Na-Gig online, and other journals.
Kent, Ohio
Home is the smell of green.
Mown grass, spring’s perfume.
Air crisp from the trees feeding
on bonfires and sunlight.
Where the bassists and cellists
play for pedestrians.
Where the young poets call forth
Kerouac’s spirit, pacing the sidewalks.
Where the club girls strut the street
in 4-inch heels and bars still play Love Shack.
Where you can be blessed by the poet’s
kiss, wiry and sweet against your face.
Where the words are full of heart,
the hearts full of words.
©2023 Lacie Semenovich
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