Early Dark
The tree holds on
to a few scrawny leaves.
When I couldn’t make enough
milk, I cried
watching the carpet fibers bloat
with liquid, the night I spilled
what little I had.
Rebekah Denison Hewitt
Rebekah Denison Hewitt’s work has appeared, or is forthcoming in The Rumpus, Narrative, and Poetry Northwest. She lives in Wisconsin with her family.