• By Maren Reed (she/her)
  • Art “Ships Still Sleep” by Nateal Jackson (she/her)

We have oceans
but deserts make me full

do you reach
if you want me

Jacaranda’s purple litter
No, i don’t like thinking

like this.
No, they are stars

or glitter
Or maybe the

falling

petals

could teach our bodies
between-ness

our bodies, a lake

failing to reach these spaces

mine

turns

to be

hungry.