Emily Jern-Miller

creatures jumping fences your hands once grazed

Can you describe prehistoric? A sky has its own exhibit of trophies

Where is the exact location of longing? I say "concave" until "clover"

Bells or rivers? My mouth is full of kites at the end of their strings

Do you enjoy the earth? Beyond violet, waking disheveled stranger

What can you say of vocabulary? Chasing means wearing someone else's departure

Are the trees tall in side your lungs? Heirloom wings fold themselves into a factory

When do you turn a page? A stack of pianos stare in through my window

Emily Jern-Miller is a recent MFA graduate from California.

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