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LEAH BROWNING
Leah Browning is the author of three nonfiction books for teens and pre-teens. Her fiction, poetry, essays, and articles have also appeared in a variety of publications including Queen’s Quarterly, 42opus, Tipton Poetry Journal, Brink Magazine, Blood Orange Review, Autumn Sky Poetry, and Salome Magazine, on a broadside from Broadsided Press, on postcards from the program Poetry Jumps Off the Shelf, and in several anthologies. Leah Browning’s first chapbook, Picking Cherries in the Española Valley, is forthcoming from Dancing Girl Press (Fall 2009).

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Leah Browning

A WHITE BOAT ON A BLUE, BLUE SEA

 

Land in the distance, a shoreline,

shoulders, something to hold onto

when everything else is

unmoored, unlaced,

unhinged; the details are murky,

all fine lines and fingers in my hair,

thick as seaweed, the sun so high and bright

shining on the water,

on our bodies of water,

and people all over the world

crying out, or crying.


Leah Browning

SEAGULLS, SO FAR FROM THE OCEAN

 

They circle the parking lot in front of Best Buy,

hovering over hot asphalt. I imagine they’ve descended

 

from an avian version of Columbus, a distant

ancestor who bore too far northwest, landing on a lake

 

in central Minnesota and calling it Rehoboth Beach.

Too late, he would have realized his mistake:

 

the absence of bright towels spread out over sand,

of children scampering along the shore. No fathers

 

in swim trunks paying for hotdogs and funnel cakes

sprinkled lavishly with powdered sugar.

 

The other birds were indifferent, already calling every bridge

“the boardwalk.” And now, all summer, all over the city,

 

I find them, crying out in voices meant to carry over water.

They peck sullenly at trash and watch cars drive by.

 

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Leah Browning

The man dressed as Superman stands on the corner

in front of the Dairy Queen with his hands on his hips.

 

And under white broadcloth, my wings are slicked back,

sticking to my skin in this heat.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Copyright © Leah Browning. White Whale Review, issue 1.2


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