Issue 7 - Crystal Stuvland

On Resurrection Sunday

I unearth a book about

urban foraging, every word

a prompt for lovers.

I nibble the yellowed

corners, the book’s moldy

thighs, and I think,

through the hot flashes of summer,

of the way your hands will look

next year: darkening, curled,

flowers in black dirt.

Maybe if we stay here long enough

we’ll forget the powdery forms

of our overcrowded loneliness and

finally bloom.

--Crystal Stuvland

Crystal Stuvland is a poet, a nonfiction writer, a writing consultant, and a tutor. She is finishing up her undergraduate studies this spring at Boise State University before pursuing her MA in Rhetoric and Composition.

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