“The First Casualty of the Summer” and other poems by Emily S. Cooper

“The First Casualty of the Summer” and other poems by Emily S. Cooper

  The First Casualty of the Summer Can a dropped ice cream be a joyful sight? A slight of thought, akin to road kill: a dead badger is still a badger that was once alive. Can a spark of juvenile pride (the curl tightly looped to touch the forehead of the whipped pile) be saved [...]