Susan Michele Coronel

THE WORLD IS ALWAYS ABOUT TO END

Light dapples the playground
through maple branches, bending 
to the wind’s routine. I should 
be amazed by the newness of the bud, 

but the dusty bones of so many 
I’ve loved are hiding. The howled cage 
at the back of my throat opens. I wish 
I could inhale the slow o of apotheosis. 

Pull my body close to glass. I miss 
the sun-drenched eye. I feed 
the hungry ghosts. They always want 
more, like sequestered brides.  

Susan Michele Coronel is a poet and educator based in New York City. She has a B.A. in English from Indiana University-Bloomington and M.S. Ed. in Applied Linguistics from the City University of New York. Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in publications including The Night Heron Barks, Prometheus Dreaming, One Art Poetry, TAB Journal, North Dakota Quarterly, Ekphrastic Review, and Passengers Journal.