Rachel Kearney

Rachel Kearney is a writer based in the southwestern United States. She is currently writing the last few thousand words of her novel, and has work forthcoming in Eunoia Review.

Goldfish

1.
And the spring in bloom
has enough audacity to
challenge the day’s false
light.

2.
But the truth lies dormant
in the lake’s withered blue
eyes.

And the ash above keeps
falling.

3.
And we think cold thoughts
in the faulty bulb that shines
around us.

We swim in the bowl.

4.
I remember the story of
the hare once, but half
the pages were

torn

out.

I believe this fluorescence
told it to me when I reached
the age of enlightenment.

5.
Pride fell through
like hollowed
spear.

And we bled.
And we bled.

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