beaded trout


She stole a kiss,
a peck on the cheek,
a lick of the neck.

He blushed,

gripped her hand.
They quick-stepped
down the hall
"Where to? Where to?"

Footsteps muffled
by the garnet carpet,
tempting fate,
discarding duty,
they find an empty room
on the second floor,
curtains drawn,
fireplace cold,
they stumbled,
tumbled on a covered divan,
creak of cushions,
swish of petticoats,
breathless embrace,
muffled laughter,
stubborn buttons,
until they heard
the butler's "arrumph."

Linda Boyden

contents of issue 7

Sweeping Away
Rain C. Gomez

Semper Fidelis
John D. Berry

To the White Woman Who Told Me,
Misty Shipman Ellingburg

Martin Hinkel

Kenzie Allen

washing dirt
Gary Gach

Linda Boyden

We circle the tipi one time
Juanita Padopony

Linda Boyden Biography

Linda Boyden writes children’s books and poetry. She’s a member of the Society of Children's Book Writers and Illustrators and Wordcraft Circle of Native American Writers and Storytellers. Visit

Permission to publish poems in this one context was granted by the authors, who unless otherwise specified, hold copyright on these works.