Jennifer MacBain-Stephens
NEST
Feathers still wet
Alone
  You've poached a new nook
Magic welded walls together
Dirt always comes with wood
Splinters linger and so do the insects
Gently flying about stealing lamplight
Replacing blurry rituals with
Panic
Let's all go uneaten, shall we
We never called each other baby
Wingspan spacious now — entwine my own bark bits goose down
Cotton scraps tiny hairs dryer lint
Un-shared air
Garbage really when the crickets are a force to reckon with
Any repeated rhythmic sound is scary
skin flat-lined against the flannel
snuggledy buggledy don't say bug
crescent moon a shark tooth
I tear up pages rooms lists strings attached beaks cannot bite
the smaller the species the larger the heart size
Drift wait
Toss wait
Turn wait
Jump
I pulled my hair out to make this for you
The strands blew away
Jennifer MacBain-Stephens has poems published in Superstition Review, Emerge Literary Journal, Red Savina Review, Foliate Oak Literary Magazine, Burningwood Literary Journal, The Apeiron Review, Dead Flowers: A Poetry Rag, Star 82 Review, Thirteen Myna Birds, Rufous City Review, Stirring: A Literary Collection, and Iowa City's 2013 Poetry in Public Project. She has poems forthcoming in Eunoia Review, The New Poet, Scapegoat Review, Untitled with Passengers, and Gravel Magazine.
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