Jump City by Harryette Mullen
It’s been a busy day. Here’s a little short one before I collapse into bed. This yielded the title for Naomi Shihab Nye and Paul B. Janeczko’s collaboration I Feel a Little Jumpy Around You, from which I snaked this poem.
Jump City
By Harryette Mullen
I feel a little jumpy around you.
Like when I think a house has
roaches, and I watch everything
out the corner of my eye to see
if it crawls away.
