Make no doubt about it,
strings are true.
They tie bales of hay,
truss a turkey.
They are vexing, susceptible
to disputes that grow
thorny, tangle into knots.
While day dreaming, I rope
my hair, my strings, into a braid
that curves down the
arc of my back.
Kate McNairy has two poetry chapbooks, June Bug (2014) and Light to Light (2016) published by Finishing Line Press. She was a finalist in the Blue Light Press poetry contest 2013. Her work appears in several magazines and newspapers.
