by Kayla Roseclere

by Kayla Roseclere

More Evidence for Dinosaur/Bird Link

by Valerie Wetlaufer

Dear, I want to be bird-boned,
evolve into flight. Eyes like beads,
talons grip branches; feathered.
Make me a nest of your body,
a safe place to roost.

I used to know so much about dinosaurs—
Iguanodon,  Polacanthus, Pterosaur.
I used to climb trees, sleep in forests,
feast on flowers.

I am thankful for my paleontologist bedfellow
who eats raw honeycomb from my hand,
takes my flesh between her teeth.
Metal rain drums the sky.

Sixty-eight million years asleep in the earth;
I am more ostrich than alligator.
Some trees shed their leaves;
          others lie dormant.

The estuary floods every summer
and come fall, when the bed is dry,
we sift through what has been left behind.


About Valerie Wetlaufer

Valerie Wetlaufer learned to ride a horse before she could walk. She holds a PhD in Literature & Creative Writing from the University of Utah and an MFA from Florida State. Her poetry collection Mysterious Acts by My People is forthcoming from Sibling Rivalry Press, and she is the editor ofLady Business: a journal of lesbian poetry. Valerie shares her home with the cats Vita & Virginia & a French bulldog named Spondee.