Paper City
Eleanor Colligan
Everyone’s selling themselves
and the smokestacks took over
the sky. Revitalized the town,
sure, but made themselves king
of all our eyes. String of murders,
though don’t worry, only women.
In this certain kind of Midwest
silence,
it’s the birds I miss
the most.
and the smokestacks took over
the sky. Revitalized the town,
sure, but made themselves king
of all our eyes. String of murders,
though don’t worry, only women.
In this certain kind of Midwest
silence,
it’s the birds I miss
the most.
Eleanor Colligan is a poet from the Midwest. She is a Goldwater Fellow at NYU, where she is an MFA candidate as well as the assistant poetry editor for The Washington Square Review. You can find more of her at theestateofeleanorcolligan.hotglue.me
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