Sister Life
by Ava C. Cipri

The void reshuffles the deck, your card from a sister life. Poet, explain who sends these postcards from a sister-life? Her fingernails leave quarter moons: night tears from its corners— Even the landscape reassembles in a sister-life. During fits of sleep, they leave you the keys of those vacant rooms, Which once lined the forked boulevards of a sister-life. The heron’s … Continue Reading ››