By: Tejan Green Waszak
late summer
A cherry almond hush of early morning enough to let memory dig itself into new ambition. Three years parsed down
to choppy, woolly paragraph. Moss thriving in our damp condition. The way it ends is simply that
it’s never the way you want it, the eggs.
Tejan Green is a cross-genre writer, editor and educator. Her work has been published or is forthcoming in Platform Review, The Bookends Review and Caribbean Writer, among other publications.