by Judith Skillman
Reaches down, grasps soil,
Reminds of human
Greed — always stretched for
What is not within
Bounds. Forever splayed,
Bent, at pains to find
its grip in hard dirt.
Judith Skillman is the recipient of awards from the Academy of American Poets and Artist Trust. Her recent collection is The Truth About Our American Births, Shanti Arts Press. Poems have appeared in Shenandoah, The Southern Review, The Threepenny Review, Zyzzyva, and elsewhere. Skillman is a faculty member at the Hugo House in Seattle, Washington. Visit judithskillman.com.
