Poetry

February 16, 2014      

The Gravity of a Clear Blue Sky by Lisa Mecham

Listen to a reading of “The Gravity of a Clear Blue Sky” by Lisa Mecham.

From one-hundred-and-ten stories high,
the difference between the wind in my hair
and the wind in the trees
is the infant’s soft grip and his bite at my breast.
Still, it could have been cloudy that day.
Rain smells like blood long before it hits the earth.
On the table, a molten bowl, a splayed raven
picked raw for wings of feather and wax.
Even the woman who jumped
tried to make a parachute with her skirt.

Screen shot 2014-02-15 at 4.00.32 PMAbout the author:

Lisa Mecham’s work has appeared in Juked, Carve, and Barrelhouse Online, among other publications. A Midwesterner at heart, she lives in Los Angeles where she’s revising her first novel.

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