A beach is a stage for the fantasy of power to enact its never ending. Waves heave then smooth until settled, submerging boulders, drowning sand. A pier reaching for the horizon imagines intersection. The sky makes no sense beyond scattered radiance. Don’t seagulls mimic anguish well.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Elizabeth Onusko is the author of Portrait of the Future with Trapdoor (Red Paint Hill, 2016). Her work has recently appeared or is forthcoming in Witness, Best New Poets 2015, Conduit, DIAGRAM, Sixth Finch, Fugue, The Awl, and Redivider, among others. She is the editor of Foundry and assistant editor of inter|rupture. Her website is elizabethonusko.com.