Siobhan Casey — Poetry, Guest Editor Selections

Premonition Poem

I was born

out of the colors “blue” and “sun”
from the spine
of desire
from the bone
and ribcage of raven

I flew 

out of the honeybees’ nest
out of the light you cast
on my shadow

I fell

straight from the moon
pressed to the earth
by a white callused thumb

I slipped

into the water
of thirst and disease
the circle of ice
two people cut from a pond
liquid winter where they dropped
an invisible line

I was the fish

mouth lifted toward
the warm hook of light.
This heavy brown tongue
was a monotone buzz
an eruption
of root and red

Siobhan Casey is currently an MFA student at Chatham University. She lives in Pittsburgh where she works as an editorial assistant for Weave Magazine. She has been published in Dash Literary Magazine and Coal Hill Review with forthcoming publications in Rougarou and Monongahela Review.