Tonight's Poet Corner: The Open Suitcase
The Open Suitcase by Belinda Roddie breathing before dying is a daunting task when all you have is a pack of stationery two pens and a Christmas card from a runaway mother who kissed you too tenderly with salt the scrapbook you had when you were three feet high a pair of stained glass sneakers watercolor waistcoat and a watch that has never told time and yet somehow this leather doppelganger of your past exploits boasts of a brand new era of diner conversations stale coffee cups and a tin can oozing molasses on the beaten railroad tracks it's almost as if the shoe prints form a face as you zip up the body bag and close your mind to the smell