Long-Distance
written by: Dona McCormack
Olentangy river flows
full of cold
March moonlight
I think of us—
Coins
in all the silver
stones
at rock bottom
Gleams in the sheen of
that great orb’s face
How simple for us
to slip
off the beams
and vanish
We seem though to
land in light’s intensity
lacey moon glow
dripping jars
of the Olentangy
moonstruck and magical—
blue ice kisses
to lick off
our lips
whenever we’re
tempted to
slip—
vanish
Dona McCormack is a poet, writer, and mental health advocate, with fiction published in Saturday Evening Post and Tahoma Literary Review, among others. She has her Masters in Arts in English and Writing Fiction. She spends her time managing her writing career and her disabilities, working her garden, and enjoying wildlife, her home, and her family. Dona's first collection, love bytes/Love Bites, is forthcoming in 2023.
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- Long-Distance - May 6, 2022
