In Dreams of Fossils

When all dissolves —
bones, blood,
beak, claws, teeth —
something more remains —
wings in frozen flight,
soundless cries to a sky
still blue in its promise
of sanctuary,
of a young world,
blue, and free.

Meg Smith is a poet, writer, journalist, dancer and events producer living in Lowell, Mass. Her poems have appeared in The Cafe Review, Pudding, Poetry Bay,The Horror Zine, Silver Blade, Raven Cage, The Blue Hour Anthology, and many more.

Her short fiction collection The Plague Confessor is available at her online store! megsmithwriter.com

Her most recent poetry books, Pretty Green Thorns, Night's Island, This Scarlet Dancing and Dear Deepest Ghost, are available on Amazon.

Find more by Meg Smith in the Author Index.