Betsy Robin Schwartz

a string of beads

words

so beautifully mine for yours

you want to french cream kiss me

mouth to mouth

my words from yours

dangling keys

the carrot in front

of a mare's mouth

the station is on the corner

communion is on sunday

don't ask me for redemption on a tuesday

train stops

ghost of gifts

there is a sign for salvation

even on 42nd street