Kelly Egan :: Four poems Amy Poague :: Four poems Kim Fahner :: Three poems Mike Ferguson :: Four poems Lily Rose Kosmicki :: Four poems from The Fairly Ridged Sharp Protuberance from a Living Thing
penumbra of an intangible holiday First time I saw the ocean from the backseat of the family car, I didn’t know the sparkles on the water would disappear, that I wouldn’t be able to hold them— * * Knowing ’s a coming-of-age-dress I hesitate to wear. That crown of street lamps pressed into the cliff is a village where I’ll live one day — t hough I know it ...