Nocturnal Women by Kelli Simpson

Nocturnal Women

I come from nocturnal women.
Paper read and coffee on.
Beans set to soak on the counter;
a day’s work done before dawn.

I got it from my mama.
My daughter, she gets it from me.
We spend hours knitting the bones of nights,
but we never flesh them with sleep.


Kelli Simpson is a mother and poet residing in Norman, Oklahoma. Her work has recently appeared in Green Ink Poetry and Gyroscope Review.

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