Say darkness. Not revelation—
I am not the end of the world.
I am the world.
Under your world. Where you fry
potatoes for your
Because the night is wet and shining, green frogs pluck their little banjos and the road crew pouring sky black asphalt under floodlights backs
Amy Newday’s poems have appeared in journals such as Poetry East, Rhino, Notre Dame Review, Calyx, and Flyway: Journal of Writing and Environment. She directs the Writing Center at Kalamazoo College
