What The Cicadas Are Singing – Carly Maria Hubbard

I keep coming back

to that VW bug

 

glued to the bottom

of the horizon,

 

back lit by a sticky

sunset on an orange

 

summer night,

the blistering air

 

humming with the far off murmur

of what might have been traffic

 

or static from her eyelids

or the color of irises

 

in the quickening shadows,

counting pulse points

 

in the bodacious way stars appear

from a Midwest murkiness—

 

one by one, spelling out stories

but never telling their end

Carly Maria Hubbard

Carly Maria Hubbard

Carly Maria Hubbard earned her BA in Creative Writing from DePaul University. Her poetry and flash fiction have appeared or are forthcoming in Hooligan Magazine, formercactus, Flash Fiction Magazine, Porridge Magazine and Pink Plastic House. She is an accidental one-time winner of the Uptown Poetry Slam and often suspects that the spirit of lucille clifton is trying to contact her. Carly is a poetry reader for Homology Lit. Come play with her on twitter @carly_maria

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Miriam ONealreply
May 27, 2019 at 9:08 PM

I admire the spareness of Hubbard’s lines. It intensifies the sense of that background sound and the heat of the day.

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