issue 11: aug 2016, Poetry
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Still Life with Rabbits by Alexus Erin

It is looking

at pictures of the house, lamplight on,

bright noise heard from blocks down the road

Patches of white far from my own, different


we have been too distrustful, finding new things to love.

I keep my fingers crossed slow dancing

anticipating a regrettable pull,

a new dark orbit.

It was a different front yard

where I would mew

to be let in

under an open window.

It was all spotlight

it was down feather falling, crooked

like rain

it was

an aria I wrote about odyssey sirens,

hitched over the cheap keyboard

in a well-lit dance studio

then, I swore younger and with passion-

Growing toward the state line

Feeling nothing but



To let someone walk you home

To write the song as it comes

To see yourself

and forgive yourself.


Alexus Erin originally hails from Princeton, New Jersey and currently resides in Scotland. Her written work specializes in the theoretical frameworks of embodiment, as well as feminist, gender, critical race, culture and music, as well as environmental justice studies. Erin’s first novel was published in 2009. Her poetry has previously appeared in Potluck Magazine, the Melanin Collective, The Nervous Breakdown, The Audacity (, and a host of others. More recently, Erin completed her first chapbook, Descant, which is set to be released by Saucepot Publishing.

Illustration by Van Hong (website).

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