Husks
Steam whispers from the stove. You and I shuck corn, ripping away husks, revealing ears and ears. It was always summer then. Then there were no more summers. Drop them into the water. They do not know enough to scream.
Stephanie McConnell
Stephanie McConnell is from Lancaster, Pennsylvania. Her poetry has recently appeared or is forthcoming in Sugar House Review, The Ponder Review, the Under Review, River Heron Review, Quibble, The Dewdrop, BarBar, Sad Girls Club, Hare's Paw Literary Journal, The Fourth River, and The Worcester Review. She has lived in many places, but still only writes about Pennsylvania.