Listen, I am done waiting

for this wind to be
kind. I was not made

to be the gaping elegy
of clear days, the fog

as it gives in to gravity. Instead,
I am well-worn, threadbare, the rain

as it thins and covers. How this teaches
us we must find rest, how it pulls

us closer to ground. Listen, my warning
is this—how quick the shades

can shut, how the moon is only
ever as bright as the blinds let in.

Ellery Beck is a sophomore undergraduate student majoring in English at Salisbury University. A winner of of the 2019 AWP Portland Flash Contest, she is Interview Editor for The Shore Poetry. She has poems published or forthcoming in Sugar House Review, Crab Creek Review, Potomac Review, Arkana, Little Patuxent Review, Thin Air Magazine and elsewhere.