Issue 7, Winter/Spring 2009

the catalyst, by Kristina Marie Darling

was not a given it was not
implied although she had hailed a taxi
next to the stoplight : in a bad neighborhood

when she wrote it down she did not know
if it came back like every entity
by laws of simple physics when she did
she wrote for nothing :: and against
another thought slipping away
:: unspoken near the aluminum staircase
performing alone : for the rifts in the ceiling
the rain that fell through :: the rifts between all things