I saw the storm come on. I held each window’s shiny eye in place. I rattled.

Something Is Not Right My neighbors never turn off the light in an upstairs room, so one eye seems always open in the face of that house which is how ducks sleep, and dolphins, and wary parents of …

Let go the wheel. Even though you’re strapped into the driver’s seat, mud-spattered tires slotted into two straight tracks, give up control, let go. You have no agency.

Memo First dusting of snow. Enough to show how obvious with blankness are the paths we walk how little we veer from them even by a step. * Hayden Saunier is the author of six poetry collections, in…

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