Sweet Slid into Snow

Poetry / Sarah Maria Medina

It was like first                         & everything faded                   roaring white cold

How blood spread pink               She perched bent                     on motor boat bow

                                                            No sculling

only trapped wasp hum                         Saltwater marsh         a bloom blister of mother

                      & swollen mosquito cheek                     She should’ve felt like her

                                                        but wasn’t sure of it

                                                Pine sap rode between them

an arrowed fortune                                                                                             half-wink

Sweet’s only want a thread                                                         of cranberry needle

                                                              prick & wild

                                                                              She hid                   from mother choler

                                                                                                                        & husband shrill

dug the blackbird from her wafer mattress                                                                    

                                                                                                            & nestled feathers weighted

                                                                  by pluck

Sarah Maria Medina is a poet and a fiction/creative non-fiction writer from the American Northwest. Her writing has been published in Vol. 1 Brooklyn, Midnight Breakfast, Educe Journal, Winter Tangerine Review, PANK, Raspa Literary Journal and elsewhere. She is at work on her memoir, The Necessity of Not Drowning.