Liz Kelso lives in New York City. She holds an MFA in Creative Writing from The College of New Rochelle. Her writing can be found or is forthcoming in The Phoenix Literary & Arts Magazine, HerStory and Breadcrumbs.
Keys
She practiced on air
Invisible keys clacked silent
Her fingers formed the machine
She knew where every Z was
Invisible return bar brought her back
He walked away but her fingers
One by one healed her
Each click said I can do it
Every clack cried without you
Keys danced in rhythm
Like machine gun fire
She attacked poverty and beat
off welfare with each stroke
The tap-tap-tap kept her alive
Until the ribbon ran out.