Amy E. Bartell, Shadows In Suspension, 2018
Digital photograph
This flatness, this frozen ground, this sky
devoid of clouds. The long stretch of empty
pews and bar tops, their quiet. One-stop-light
town, consolidated school, drought-dried
river. Desert. Mountain. Sea. See,
we are not alone in our sorrow.
Even the trees meet December
by tearing their garments,
snow falling like ash on our hair.