Tag: Ann Iverson

Morn­ing Glo­ry Vine –Ann Iver­son       One year       as late as Octo­ber       it crawled its tan­gled       jour­ney       up the cyclone fence       the trel­lis archway…

Breast Can­cer –Ann Iver­son One time while paint­ing in an unven­ti­lat­ed space my hus­band said, “Ann, breasts absorb every­thing, every tox­ic fume and chem­i­cal there is.”                         ~ I began to…