I've been taking the dog for night walks in the woods, glancing at the dark spaces between the trees, following the leash. It's just a little scary. I've spent most of my life until kind of recently avoiding things that are scary. Tonight as we walked under tree cover a giant owl swept down from behind me, soundlessly snagged something from the forest floor. Unreal, caught in flashlight glow, I almost thought I'd been hallucinating. Maybe it was just fear, I imagined it, I'm not here at all. But the dog stopped, ears pricked, seeing what I saw. Which is to say, thanks, thank you, for my existence.
Sara Eddy writes this about herself: "I have published widely in online and print journals, including the Threepenny Review, the Raleigh Review, and the Baltimore Review. My chapbook of poems about bees and beekeeping, Tell the Bees, was released in October of 2019 by A3 Press. Another chapbook, Full Mouth, was published by Finishing Line Press in November 2020. My full-length collection, Ordinary Fissures, is due out from Kelsay Books in March 2024. I am Assistant Director of the writing center at Smith College, in Northampton, Massachusetts, and live in nearby Amherst in a house built by Emily Dickinson's cousin."
