for Clem Pursed lips suckle air, their profile tender against nightlight’s glow. Her body wiggles, unconscious still. A caterpillar stuck on its back, she
the gap between her thighs delicate like the space a wolf spider’s ground web claims between strands laced across fallen willow oak leaves fragile
Katie Richards is an MFA candidate at George Mason University. She is the recipient of the 2016 Mark Craver Poetry Award and the 2020
