“Husband,” “On the Moon” & “My Broken Family” by Kerrin McCadden

A poem by Kerrin McCadden (poetry, ’14) appears in Horsethief:

Husband

I walk around saying husband,

though I have none. Some years,

I grow perennial husbands, and some

wild husbands, in clumps along the creek.

.

I live in husband territory, in the migratory

path of husbands. I think I heard an H of husbands

flying north, overhead. My god,

look at the size of that husband at the feeder.

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