Transit

Lisa Haviland

Careful to set the phone down gently,
I lie in waves
Rolling through days
of desert-dry desire
and sleeping comfortably on barbed wire.
Beauty in pain
what's lost I hope to regain
He slaps me with silences so heavy
(crimes of omission)
An interminable wait
becomes my opportunity to escape.

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Lisa Haviland lives in New Orleans, where she teaches introductory composition and American film as literary art. Her poems appear online at AnotherAmerica.org and in Dufus #7. Mary Contrary, her first play, was a finalist in Theatre Three Productions’ Sixth Annual Festival of One-Acts. Saloon Mystic, the print zine she edits, will debut this month.