Author Archives: Kurtis Ebeling

by Kurtis Ebeling in the heavy summer swaths     of light and airunder the limbs of a crabapple tree      shadows stretch     and bloom against grasswith small white flowers as chickens tiptoe     bob their necks      and cluckquietly      along the taller weeds—growing into     a fence of greeningwood and thin wire —to peck at the soft flesh     of rotting fruit      swelteringin the sweet summerContinue reading “Chickweed”

by Sarah Watkins my barefoot days were spentharvesting velvety catalpa worms catching vibrant green grasshoppersfor the chickens tossing them red-tinged watermelon rinds from dinnerand watching them snip, snip, snip until only the darkest green was leftand I swore each time I caught a grateful glintin the beady matriarchal eye of the scissor-beaked chickenwho always gotContinue reading “Childhood memories of feeding the chickens”