It was a long journey upside down. The whole world fell backwards into a medieval material medica after one too many natural disasters. How we failed. How lost I felt looking for the wounded animal suffering in the struggle to reach the top of the bridge. The air was sandy like old photographs on the beach faded blue and tan. People had their arms and legs on backwards, and walked bent over backwards, boxes with buttons strapped onto their stomachs. It was all wrong. Chaos reigned. I shouted over the water: You can have the power. Let me have love.
Elizabeth Knight has an MFA from the University of Massachusetts and is a visual artist represented by PDX Contemporary Art, in Portland. She teaches writing and literature at Portland Community College. She is the recipient of the Massachusetts Artists Fellowship and has published work in Prairie Schooner, Conduit, The Clackamas Literary Review, Telescope, and Poetry East among others.
