The air has split
on park benches.
the streets. No
one’s awake to
Outside a house, sixteen tiny flags still line the front lawn,
leaning in the wind like sixteen tiny matadors
swaying, not stepping, on beat.
Inside, a baby sits before a silent television,
crumpling a newspaper in her fists just for the sound.
From afar, the town is a nova crackling,
almost vanishing, reappearing, on the horizon.
Mia Hood is a doctoral student and graduate instructor at Teachers College, Columbia University and Assistant Professor of Practice at Relay Graduate School of Education. She teaches teachers. Previously, she taught middle school students how to read better and write better. She keeps a blog called Dinosaur Sweaters.