fine as wine

[we at the bottom of the sky]

 

 


One night in the woods

we called up

way over our heads

and the stars didn’t say

nothin back but

 

‘you gon die.’

 

Well.

 

We here anyhow so

since then,

we just turn our

nose up at em.

We make beautiful things

as much as we can;

tell that big,

mean sky

it don’t get us

till we dead.

 

 

 

Rosie DeSantis is an actress, theater-maker, aspiring organizer, Detroiter, and recent graduate of the Experimental Theater Wing at New York University. Her poetry has thus far been published in American Chordata, Linden Avenue, Crabfat Magazine, and Words Apart.

 

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