What is revealed in the winter
by Dameion Wagner

You were right about the rain. I wanted to see the snow fall, the wind as sharp as the switches from the elderberry bush, or was it a willow irresistible arcs streaking whatever sky, it’s nothing it is nothing. I am dizzy under whatever, grab my hand and run with me before the cold bends … Continue reading What is revealed in the winter
by Dameion Wagner

Dameion Wagner

Dameion Wagner lives and works in Columbus, Ohio. His poetry has appeared in Crab Creek Review, Glass: A Journal of Poetry, The Gordian Review, As It Ought To Be Magazine, and in Tilde: A Literary Journal (among a few others). His reviews appear in Heavy Feather Review, The Rumpus, with new reviews forthcoming in The … Continue reading Dameion Wagner