Emily of New Moon

Satellites shine
on the soft cheek
of a wide field
while a serious child plots
to become a flying nun
in baby doll floral and a wool cape.
Wednesday sweeps the stoop
of a Victorian mansion, happy hour
and raccoons in a barrel behind the kitchen.
A corduroy bow gets marooned in man-
eating hair and a grunge trio’s name
references Alice Munro.
Welcome to small-town Ontario:
drums, guitar
and bass.
I’m scared to confess coffee
with MDMA, how the key of G smells
like pine, and how fur clots in the drain.