Wilda Morris is widely published in print and on the web. She has had the good fortune of travelling in the U.S., Europe, Asia, the Middle East and Latin America—but not nearly as much as she would like. Read her book, Szechuan Shrimp and Fortune Cookies: Poems from a Chinese Restaurant, published by RWG Press.
The local tour guide believes in leather boots with wide toes. Sturdy soles. Protein for breakfast.
The young sailor said he would give me a modicum of love if I let him use my body as a harbor.
The ticket seller would prefer to meet the guests outside, order them shortest to tallest, take the most boisterous by the hand.
The skull-like villa lost / in a garden of dreams, / so seem the isle’s cimitero: ...
So here is the brief life / of men: what follows / went before of / that we know / nothing
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