THERESA WILLIAMS

Pomeroy:  The Venice of Ohio

There are no crossroads in Pomeroy, just one long street
winding beside the Ohio River like a ribbon. Evening bells
chime, “Just as I Am.” Brick buildings teeter on cracked
foundations, exhale the collected heat of the day. Here, people
walk on but a sliver of land. At the laundromat, a woman folds
baby clothes and an old man sneaks about, feeling inside the
machines for lost coins. She glances up.  

a smile

                          hands flying up

    to hide her teeth




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Theresa Williams has poetry published or forthcoming in Barnwood International Poetry Mag., Contemporary Haibun Online, Frogpond, Haibun Today, and Notes from the Gean and has also published a novel, The Secret of Hurricanes (MacAdam/Cage 2002), which was a finalist for the Paterson Fiction Prize.  Her poem "Late September" was a finalist for the Ginsberg Poetry Prize. She is currently a senior lecturer at Bowling Green State University.