Jude Marr

bad aubade
by Jude Marr

old orange
ball bounces up
from the gutter
into the gap

sky whitens

bird cries crackle
along wire—

I am not
sun when I rise
from humped horizon
if I attempt
a vertical /
my brazen old
body blocks

life with wings
folded inside
still dark

will make

if when
orange ball reprises

if when
what is real

until if/when
do not wake


Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 16, Issue 4.

Jude MarrJude Marr is originally from Scotland. She is currently a teaching fellow at Georgia College, where she is soon to complete a poetry MFA. Jude’s work has appeared in The Cortland Review, r.kv.ry., and Black Heart Magazine, among others. She is also an assistant editor at the online journal Ghost Ocean. For more information, check out jude-marr.squarespace.com

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