Mosaic Winter 2015 | Page 19

Departure Leonard Colton Burton Jumped up to find her frock laced in metal shavings it was rough to the touch so it just sat there On the table given to me by my mother who got it from her mother And so it is that people and things go in pieces but not noticeably. Thief “Cat Over Moon” Madeleine Baer LK I am always plucking stars
 that don’t belong to me

 swiping marbles from velvet bags
 and long nights I never lived through 

 ripping stitches from stories piece by beloved piece until I 
 realize I’m still unsatisfied.
 The things within me beg to speak 

 but I never got the hang of
 giving bodies to ghosts. 17