My House on Holmes

By Kristene Brown


Rockhill Ridge

Steps from Crestwood

Stone porch bungalow


High on hill

Statue sturdy and

Tall as a steeple


Tear washed walls

Blood bloom in

Dry sweat red room


The rib curve

Of a wooden floor

Worn, worn


To the bare bones

Polished gleam

Rolling acorn brown


Century old

Splintered sealed

Breathing under foot


Geometrical web

Pulse stepping my

Way to bed


House held, rocked

Slowly, such safety

Like a soft prelude


Of bedtime stories

In the childhood

Church of home



Kristene Brown is a writing student at the University of Missouri Kansas City. She has been previously published in The Unrorean and She is also a psychiatric social worker for the state of Kansas.

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