from Lizard
She has landed.
She’s in the seat
of bite. She’s
dreaming tails and
thunder. Sound is
what binds her.
Inscrutable, she
whispers, why
would I want that
word? Blues hard
enough, she croons.
All night trades
appetites, all day
seeks cover. Drinks
in the happy hour
Sarah Rosenthal is the editor of A Community Writing Itself: Conversations with Vanguard Writers of the Bay Area (Dalkey Archive) and author of ManhattenHow I Wrote This Story (Margin to Margin), sitings (a+bend), and not-chicago (Melodeon Poetry Systems). She is the recipient of the Leo Litwak Fiction Award and grant-supported writing residencies at Vermont Studio Center, Soul Mountain, and Ragdale. An Affiliate Artist at Headlands Center for the Arts, she has taught creative writing at San Francisco State University and Santa Clara University as well as privately, and writes curricula for the Developmental Studies Center.
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