Whose body is in this bag
we found in the murky hellish
wonder of the pond? Were you
paradoxical and sometimes cruel?
Or were you quivering like a fish
on the line. Whose crescents, whose
half-lives? We press each bone
like a key, too excited
by the secret.
Angela received her MFA in poetry from The New School in NYC. She writes book reviews for Time Out New York magazine and her poetry has been featured on The Best American Poetry blog. She currently works for Mother Jones magazine and is wearing something geometric.