Circumstance by Stephanie Smith

Time is drowning

     in the fluids of our celestial bodies

The egg is cracked

     and leaking our unborn children

as we fling old clocks over branches to dry

We long to bask in the first sunlight of Spring

but things don’t always happen

the way we want them to

And circumstance proves time and again

the cancer in our lungs will do us in

until there’s no one left to mourn

Author bits: 

Stephanie Smith was born in 1978 in Scranton, Pennsylvania where she still resides. Her debut poetry chapbook, DREAMS OF DALI, was released in 2010 from Flutter Press. Her work has appeared in such publications as PIF MAGAZINE, GLOOM CUPBOARD, and EVERYDAY POETS.