Jennifer Neal

New Poem in “Briefly Write” Webzine

New Published Poem

This year most of
the world walked
a bit in my
self-isolation moccasins

Understanding
isn’t something
I can grovel for

Yes, there are dark corners
to cling to

on a crumbling seawall
you wanna talk
ultimate dreams

I want to call you up
and say that every
movie I watch lately
stars you.

Now my mouth doesn’t know what
my shadow is saying.

When I was in the state of erosion —

— things were ok

Why keep ourselves so constricted to something as meaningless as a clock right now?

dawn rises
singing her canticles,
touches the killing fields