When I think of you, I part my lips imagine breathing you in like curls of smoke you exhale into my mouth standing in your
Read MoreAuthor: Liz Teuber
Liz Teuber is a mother, farmer, wife, divorcée, yoga teacher and avid forever student in the
school of life. She divides her time between Vermont’s rural Northeast Kingdom and the
metropolis of Burlington. An eclectic writer of poetry, CNF and fiction, her work has appeared
in The Prairie Review. You can find her on instagram @liz_teuber.