Retrace
When death comes by our window, I will first repeat all my words: Burn, bush, bird,
breaking, breadth, have, had, has, lived, lift, lick, dark, hearth, heat, heap, leap, season.
I will brush his shoulders, once the doors open.
Erika Jing studies at Williams College and is a Junior Editor for Sine Theta Magazine. She has a soft spot for red bean desserts, forgotten languages, and birds in flight. She can be found @erikajxw.