Kerry J Heckman

lines in a poem
the way she predicted 
her own death

— Kerry J Heckman

Kerry J Heckman

faint scream in the distance the rustle of leaves

— Kerry J Heckman

winter’s end 

the squirrel 

decomposes 

— Kerry J Heckman

Kerry J Heckman

rising from the graveyard a host of sparrows

— Kerry J Heckman

black and white photo

her blood

red lips

— Kerry J Heckman

Kerry J Heckman

college kids 
tempt the devil’s chair
blood moon

— Kerry J Heckman