……Our state flower is wild and we are western honey
bee and sunflower until sundown. We know when to go
but never where. The road is
……Less night and more street lamp. The planes of your face
have already surrendered
to neon like prairie to bonfire. Districts of red
……Lights run from each corner
of the city, but all I can cross is flat earth. Home
home on the range. I was a Kansan revealed
……In the windows’ boiled chemical. I read the glow
of a stop signal, but what good is waiting
for traffic? Safety is just another color
……For fantasy, and jaywalking is unreliably riskless.
I just like walking back to my life, the feeling of almost
Erin Jin Mei O’Malley is the Co-Editor of Sooth Swarm Journal, and her work appears or is forthcoming in The Ellis Review, DIALOGIST, Rust + Moth, and others. She has received a fellowship from the Lambda Literary Foundation and nominations for a Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net. You can find her at www.explorationsoferin.com.