By Erika Seshadri
her eyes, pooled honey reflecting sunrise harboring instinct from a hundred generations preyed upon in the gaps between between dappled shade and flight between the corn harvest and dormancy between hunger and hubris between the eyes. she’s here for the bait apples (you sonofabitch), unbothered by your stench because of the innocence standing next to you, smelling not-yet-like-a-man with torn mittens, itching under camo and blaze orange the one who wraps his confession in a whisper: I don’t want to do this
Erika Seshadri lives on an animal rescue ranch in Florida with her family. When not caring for tame critters or feral children, she can be found writing.
Sarah E N Kohrs is an artist and writer, with over 100 journal publications of her poetry and photography. She is the 2022 Kingdoms in the Wild poetry award recipient for her chapbook, Chameleon Sky. Sarah has a teaching license, endorsed in Latin and Visual Arts, and homeschools, as well as works in her pottery studio, creating clay art to savor. SENK lives in Shenandoah Valley, Virginia, kindling hope amidst asperity. http://senkohrs.com.