Collective Unrest

 

My Daughter’s Room 11.09.16

May 29, 2019

Last night while
my daughter
dreamt

that the wind

was brushing past
her uncut skin

as it streamed
through all
the shattered
skylights,

the country
crept in

and re-plastered
the open
ceiling.

 

 

Claudine Nash is a psychologist and award-winning poet whose collections include The Wild Essential (Kelsay Books, 2017), Parts per Trillion (Aldrich Press, 2016) and the chapbook The Problem with Loving Ghosts  (Finishing Line Press, 2014). Her work has received Pushcart Prize nominations and has appeared in a wide range of magazines and anthologies including Asimov’s Science Fiction, BlazeVOX, Cloudbank, Haight Ashbury Literary Journal, and Dime Show Review. Website:
www.claudinenashpoetry.com. This poem was previously published in Yellow Chair Review.

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