The day there she thought it was over, the day she did not hear from him but could not reach out because her mouth was tied to itself, it was mid-morning and she looked for crows in the sky. If she saw a murder (a decision yet to be made) or two crows flying together, (a birth) she made herself believe it was a sign, (one girl) that she would see him again, (one boy) that he was in her future (her authentic, clairvoyant self.) But on this particular day, (foreboding rain) there was one crow, (death) a young one, (trickster) far from the forest, (journey) high up in a lone tree on a quiet street, calling the same caw pattern over and over again. (opening the door to the netherworld) Three caws. Stop. Three caws. Repeat.
No bird came.
Jennifer MacBain-Stephens is the author of two full length poetry collections: “Your Best Asset is a White Lace Dress,” (Yellow Chair Press, 2016) and “The Messenger is Already Dead,” (Stalking Horse Press, March 2017.) Her work has been nominated for Best of the Net and the Pushcart Prize. She is also the author of nine chapbooks. Her chapbook “She Came Out From Under the Bed, (Poems Inspired by the Films of Guillermo del Toro)” recently came out from Dancing Girl Press. Recent work can be seen at or is forthcoming from Prelude, Kestrel, The Chiron Review, Yalobusha Review, decomp, and Inter/rupture. Visit: http://jennifermacbainstephens.wordpress.com/.