orb pretty plain

E.G. Cunningham

to engage with small things
a lost child if I wedge
into cramped spaces
Russian dolls — a sense of safety
diplomatic relations with strangers
like the refractory peace be with you
before the pews.
To get back — sitting near
the picture of pressed leaves my mother
mailed askew my knees sonnet filled
in the aisle next to the army man
the need to explain myself
unlike café static — prostration
perhaps something easily satisfied
but vital

About the Work

E.G. Cunningham

E.G. Cunningham’s poems have been published in Breakwater Review, Thread, The California Quarterly, and Muse Apprentice Guild. Originally from South Carolina, she is a graduate of the University of South Florida and the Iowa Writers’ Workshop. She lives in Athens, GA.

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