A Poem by Emily Brown

Author: Poetry Editor

March 1, 2017

This week, a poem by Emily Brown.

 

Moonlet

 

borrowing self
against time

my vision clears
and it’s fifteen years ago

I always wondered
who opened the door

to my bedroom at night
who stood framed in that light

I was so sore
when in bed

my body grew
out of itself

if only I knew then
what I know

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EMILY BROWN’s writing has appeared or is forthcoming in Prelude, Sonora Review, The Des Moines Register, Chicagoist, Bennington Review, The Dead Animal Handbook, and elsewhere. She received her MFA from the Iowa Writers’ Workshop. She lives in Seattle.