A Poem About Late July Rain A storm explodes in the sky, and clouds flash against the windows of a plane like lightning striking a cow in the yard. The crow does not notice the thunder, nor understand the smoke on the farm –– it notices only that its mother’s feathers are falling and that it can now drink from the telephone lines.
Beeper Peddle is a writer and healer living on the East Coast. She lives with her partner and their beloved soul puppy. Beeper writes about sorrows, lies, and deep loves. When you read her work, you will dip down into her heart and end up in all manner of body parts. Should you find yourself reflected in these words, it is merely coincidence; however, it does not surprise her you share the same heart. Find her at bethpeddle.com and @beeperpeddle on Twitter and Instagram
Jaden Fong (he/him) is a writer with a sweet tooth and a soft spot for the whimsical and the peculiar. A two-time nominee for the Aliki Perroti & Seth Frank Most Promising Young Poet Award, you can find his work on the Academy of American Poets website at poets.org, The Santa Clara Review, and miniskirt magazine, among other places. To see his work on tea-stained paper or to contact him, find him on Instagram at @jadenwriter.
Want more Jaden? Check out his poem “What We Talk About Under a Wool Blanket” from Issue 23!
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