Comments about Anastasia Clarke
To A Moth On The Laundry Room Floor
This morning I crouched down and watched you
struggle on the bare linoleum floor and asked,
'What happened to your wings? '
For at any moment you could have flown out of the open door
and known once again what it is like to be free
But some fool has broken them it seems
and now you are left to struggle
seeing only white walls until death.