Arsenic Lobster poetry journal Issue Thirty-six
Winter 2014
 
VI. Owl
Sara Biggs Chaney

Alight gold alight certain alight hard
Alight gentle alight sudden alight swift

My girl hand flies to guard
my breakable neck

I breathe in, terror

breathe out,
tender

Why have you stayed gone so long,
fierce sister       thank you       thank you
for sparing my life

About Sara Biggs Chaney

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