No Place to Hide – Holly Day

My husband bought a sofa so low to the ground
I couldn’t hide under it, there was no way to slip under it
I could barely even slide
a slip of paper under it. I asked him
why we got a sofa so close to the ground and he said
it was more stable that way, I wasn’t sure
if he was talking about the sofa
or the overall atmosphere in our house
or just me.
Author Bio: Holly Day (hollylday.blogspot.com) has been a writing instructor at the Loft Literary Center in Minneapolis since 2000. Her poetry has recently appeared in Asimov’s Science Fiction, Grain, and Harvard Review, and her newest full-length poetry collections are Into the Cracks (Golden Antelope Press), Cross Referencing a Book of Summer (Silver Bow Publishing), The Tooth is the Largest Organ in the Human Body (Anaphora Literary Press), and Book of Beasts (Weasel Press).