Hannah Newton-Smith2020: a poemThis year the earth cried, “Unclean! Unclean!” We covered our faces To follow the law. We stood at a distance As lepers of old.Dec 7, 2020Dec 7, 2020
Hannah Newton-SmithCupcake DragonEye-level with a six-year-old, Candy-studded cupcakes smile at me, Red Twizzler mouth, Gummy peach ring eyes.Oct 17, 2020Oct 17, 2020
Hannah Newton-SmithSubmissionThere is a spit of clay Hiding under the waves Of a man-made lake In southern Wyoming.Oct 11, 2020Oct 11, 2020
