crush

by Catherine Schnur

Fresh pine

Fallen on the forest floor

Boots blunder in underbrush

A crunching cacophony

Wiggling worms 

Wrought and woolen in warm dirt

Rain rattles the rooted ground

The weeping sky a wonder

Drenched us

Huddled by the hickory in a haze

Averting our gaze, grazing hands 

Blushing brought by the beloved

Catherine Schnur is a writer living in West Virginia. She enjoys moving in circles, painting small portraits of spices for her friends, and dancing in her kitchen. She finds writing bios a bit alienating but hopes something about this one connected with you.