the ratty, knotted stuff that connects us cosmically confoundingly, with equal parts arc and ache sweep and sorrow the tether of playground twine or celestial thread that binds us, sends us spiraling plummets us to graze pavement touch heaven a continuum so taut it quivers spinning atoms […]
Lucinda Trew
Lucinda Trew lives and writes in the piney, red clay Piedmont of North Carolina. Her work has been featured in Burningword Literary Review, Sussurus Magazine, Trace Fossils Review, Bloodroot Literary Magazine, storySouth, and other journals and anthologies. She is a two-time Pushcart Prize nominee, a Best of the Net nominee, and recipient of Boulevard’s 2023 Emerging Poet Award.