Sit, recline then sip your coffee and read The Yellow House Library poem for today, WHITE CARPET by the incredible Tanya Rakh.
White Carpet
never hold a bloodstain
too long
Only the forevers we
Survive
waiting for bleach and
summer
Tanya Rakh was born on the outskirts of time and space in a cardboard box. After extensive planet-hopping, she now lives in Ottawa, Ontario with her family. Her poetry, surrealist prose, and cross-genre amalgamations have appeared in journals including The Gasconade Review, Redshift 4, Literary Orphans, Fearless, and The Rye Whiskey Review. Tanya is a Best of the Net nominee and her books are available from Posthuman Poetry & Prose.
