Yasmin Kloth’s poem, “Footfall,” draws relationships between human footsteps and bullfrogs sprouting wings.
Yasmin Kloth
Footfall
You can still feel my heart
if you scratch it,
I heard you say on our walk
from our drive to the bus.
I didn’t want to ask
what this meant to you.
I didn’t want to break the world
you drew into daylight
from last night’s dream.
. . .