In celebration of National Poetry Month, I am inviting several poet friends to join me in my daily endeavor of paying poetic attention to the world. This week I am humbled and thrilled to be sharing the practice with my dear friend TC Tolbert, who was recently named the Poet Laureate of Tucson, AZ.  TC often identifies as a trans and genderqueer feminist, collaborator, dancer, and poet but really s/he’s just a human in love with humans doing human things. Find out more and follow him here.

you there, in the field
of washed up and walked on
rock like things, rust colored
barnacle shells, cracked open,
all the tender bellies
pecked-slash-sucked right out.
you there, in the low tide
of late afternoon,
you are everywhere.
like how salt moves from water
to the bright waves of air,
eventually finds your skin,
that sweet paper, patiently
waiting for its love language.

photo and poem by katherine ferrier ©2017

what treatment should you
provide to a patient who is entrapped
in wreckage? any day now, you will
eat the name – necessary
injury, regardless is going – regard
your location in the siren you approach

photo and poem by TC Tolbert ©2017