The morning after,
………….when you hug your mother

having found her
………….in the kitchen wiping plates,

that’s when she’ll say
………….she knew, but she doesn’t

know you’re sorry,
………….not for pushing

up the window,
………….sweeping flies from the sill

for him to spider
………….in. You’re sorry she was

born like you, for whom
………….there is no curtain

drop, no spread
………….wings, no

Genesis, just
………….an open

window and the west
………….hissing
            …………..hussy.

 

 

 

Erin Traylor lives in Maryland with her boyfriend and three cats. A senior at Salisbury University, she pursues her B.A. in Creative Writing and volunteers as the managing editor, assistant poetry editor, and assistant nonfiction editor of SU’s literary magazine. She loves peppermint tea and moss terrariums. She is an ardent feminist and rookie seamstress.

 

Cassoday Harder is a twenty-year-old photographer inspired by youth, femininity, and summer. View more of her work on Flickr or visit her website.