When I Have My Own Place by Ranney Campbell

When I Have My Own Place

it will be so quiet
                     I will be able
to hear three sunflowers

in a straight glass vase

on my dining room table
picked up bare and painted

blue and sanded and ash
stained or calla

lilies, that they pull

like weeds, I hear
in Australia


Ranney Campbell is from St. Louis, Missouri, but lives in Southern California. Her chapbook, “Pimp,” is published by Arroyo Seco Press. Campbell’s work has appeared in Haight Ashbury Literary Journal, Hummingbird: Magazine of the Short Poem, Third Wednesday, Eastern Iowa Review, and elsewhere.