Two Poems by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer

Ode to the Bic Lighter My first lighter I found in a parking lot— a smooth red plastic tube that fit in my pocket. I knew playing with fire was dangerous. I knew I wanted to learn how. I remember trying again and again to get the right purchase with my thumb on the serrated … Continue reading Two Poems by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer