Once the darkness was full we saw stars—
striking frozen air, rippling
through the underside of heaven
in their meteoric plunge.
Silvered white, cobalt, crimson,
and then into the earth.
A flashing that spoke to our very skin
set against the blackness of night.
A vapor immortal in absence.
Amie Sharp lives with her husband and dog Sigmund in Colorado, where she teaches English at Pikes Peak Community College. Her publications include Atticus Review, Forge, Rearrange, the Bellevue Literary Review, and the 2River View, among others. She has been featured poet for KRCC's Poem of the Day and guest speaker for Poetry West. A native of Tennessee, she holds an MA from the University of South Florida and an MFA from Seattle Pacific University.
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