Thread of flight, the aquatic bird needle-points water. How it traces the surface closer than a razor and does not fear collision, I cannot tell.
A human body will confuse soft blue plains for concrete. Broken limbs, false angels. My imprecision will be the death of me.
Julia Brush is a current PhD student in contemporary poetry and poetics at the University of Connecticut. She received her Master’s in English Literature from the University of New Hampshire. Her poetry and audio work are forthcoming in 2 Bridges Review and elsewhere.