Dear Lightning



I’d will myself a death

If it meant I were the object



In its giddy entry

In a younger language         Seared exigencies



The bloom fractal

Indifference         That kind of lust



Your patterns         & deep furtiveness

I persist         Respirant



There was more

You could’ve done


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Antonina Palisano holds an MFA in Poetry from Boston University. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in Washington Square, Witch Craft Magazine, Quaint, Best New Poets 2015, and many other places, including the Academy of American Poets website. She lives in Boston.