blowing snow
swirls of possibility
that don’t stick

:::

there is no spoon—
the multiverse
goes hungry

:::

wishful thinking—
finally seeing what
was never there

Cynthia Anderson

lives in the Mojave Desert. Her poems have appeared in numerous journals, including Spillway, Crab Creek Review, Apercus, Askew, San Pedro River Review, Mojave River Review, The Coil, and Split Rock Review, among others. Her work has been nominated for Best of the Net and the Pushcart Prize. She is the author of nine poetry collections and co-editor of the anthology A Bird Black As the Sun: California Poets on Crows & Ravens.

Author’s website: www.cynthiaandersonpoet.com