I was rockfilled I was grateful caving
near headwaters Sweetest kitty
of the gorge I was river so pretty the days
of making nature there The very grateful cliff
My underside pretty hurt where you went
to medicine Couldn’t say Critical I went flying
out the little dog door
Sarah Neal received her MFA in Poetry Writing from Sarah Lawrence College. Her poems appear or are forthcoming in North American Review, Stone Highway Review, The Ilanot Review, Anthem Journal, Muzzle, Almost Five Quarterly, Wilde, Sinister Wisdom, Wicked Alice, ROAR and elsewhere. Her chapbook Speak So It Anchors You was published in 2016. She resides in the shadow of the Catalina mountains on the Tohono O'odham tribal lands now Tucson, Arizona with her dog Poe, 2 fish and endless hauntings.
