smudge of blue against a
deep forest cricketing
joists stopped with pigement gumming
over a prerequisite belief
of stasis
the tiniest nail in the house
floats freely in midair
oxidized & aging
waiting to be struck
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power lines dust
sparks over cool grass dead
before hitting the ground
aura thick above the skin
lying down & looking up
sparks against the firmament
eyelids wrap around
the problem
a figure in the grass
still humming
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stephanie anderson is a library worker & union organizer in Baltimore, MD. She's the author of SOMEONE ELSE'S FEELINGS (Ghost City Press 2025) & has more words in Burial Magazine, BRUISER, Rejection Letters, and so on. They're @whoastanderson everywhere that matters, but they'd really like you to sign their guestbook at whoastanderson.com