bridely enveloping a jack and an app - Jenna Lackey

Still hidden away a tattered un-tossed iris bouquet

and a copious amount of sweet vanilla cake

still able to be smelled. The black

tied dress, a vision of luxury in her head, but it’s lacking the book

to address who was around. Way back then a hefty ring

was stolen in the plucky flannel coat,

and in the other pocket a cheesy Robert Frost

note which was to be read out loud to say an I love you numb. There was a gram

of grim in the frosted air on the cold train

ride out when she left under feathery birdered cover

where she lost Ma,

a mother who just wanted a splendored name. So, she ran in

doubt of the future still in the flowered-lacy eggshell veil.

The crust

of a crowd is only a blur, hazy but faded to her now. These days she watches the sparrow

float while she rides the rails of the swinging city from the clangorous tube.


Jenna Lackey is an undergraduate student majoring in psychology and creative writing at Hartwick College. She is orginally from Troy, New York. Her interests include experimental romanticism and macabre works. 

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