flicker beneath layers of darkening
water. Clouds of sand shift over
their shapes, a reflection
of night’s sky. I touch this almost
reality, my fingers shock
its expanse. For a moment
it prickles, before settling
back into its eerie looking-glass
impersonation of what liesbeyond.
Broken shell, tossed. Turned
sideways. Sole spire shining
in the sun. Abandoned
beach spanning in every direction.
An arid moat. Waiting, flagless,
for a wandering king.
A.J. Huffman has published seven solo chapbooks and one joint chapbook through various small presses. She is a Pushcart Prize nominee, and the winner of the 2012 Promise of Light Haiku Contest. Her poetry, fiction, and haiku have appeared in hundreds of national and international journals, including Labletter, The James Dickey Review, Bone Orchard, EgoPHobia, Kritya, and Offerta Speciale, in which her work appeared in both English and Italian translation. She is also the founding editor of Kind of a Hurricane Press. www.kindofahurricanepress.com
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