Plane Poem
Alleliah Nuguid

Fibers of my mind
unspool, variegated
invisible, swooned
by mechanical wind.
The collective taste
of salt in our silence.
You are where I am not.
The edges and their coroners
loosed like beasts upon us.
What remains? A woman
thanking me for my trash.

Alleliah Nuguid is from Fremont, California. She holds creative writing degrees from Northwestern University, Boston University, and the University of Utah. She would love to read your tarot cards.

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