Issue No. 9, Summer 2014

Carolyn Cushing

I leave brush
burning for a new path
laid between dark
and the dark of the moon,
a beach rose forks the bend.
I emerge. A flooded yard,
two snakes swim
a circle broken
by sharp-toothed space
between mouth and tail.
You are worried, but no,
this is an improvement.

Carolyn Cushing is a poet inspired by nature, slightly obsessed with cells, and currently focused on the places where life and death meet. She has published recently in Plum and Freshwater. In 2012 she was a finalist for the Philbrick Poetry Award of the Providence Athenaeum. Her poetry blog is