Hunger Is the Opposite of the First Dandelions in the Grass The rumple of discarded baggage is my exhaustion upon waking. How can a suitcase carry more darkness when closed? It is a sad cave left on an empty train platform. The darkness stands between snowy tree branches, watching the sparrow who watches the birdfeeder. … Continue reading Hunger Is the Opposite of the First Dandelions in the Grass by Lisa Zimmerman