all of a sudden every-
thing altocumulus, partly
fibrous, diffuse. invisible baubles
on your vestment
skin. i couldn’t explain
the ridges, couldn’t
answer to mère. still, on the edge
of entertaining some version of love, semi-
shorn. grey light came nonetheless
down in sheets, twisted
along the wake
evacuated, a mackerel sky. one red
ring, one blue. when the corona appeared, you
were already gone.
Whitney DeVos is a PhD candidate in Literature at UC Santa Cruz, with a creative\critical concentration. Her poems have been published in Whiskey Island, lo-ball, Spork, and elsewhere.