Dark grass [self-promotion].

A poem I wrote on impulse has been anthologized. Somebody pinch me.

traps out there traps that curl open
stretch bored tingling limbs across
black grass hours ahead of dew (28-30)

From Gilroy, Corinne. “Dark Grass.” Writing the Common: Being An Anthology of Poetry Commemorating the 250th Anniversary of the Halifax Common. Kentville, NS: Gaspereau. 40-42. Print.