Sauropod day stretches
By Casca Dominiski
Some stress relents as ice makes mud.
Some fiscal vision dissipates in silvery jingle.
Some spectral presence tingles the wind chimes.
Today I’m alive, alert, stunned by harbinger
sirens of spring, by evacuation song-lyrics
written in barometric missives, calling
mayfully like enormous herbivorous angst,
groaned from colossal throat of sauroposeidon,
who is extinct by late-Cretaceous, extant in living
history, quaking still in the universe’s recursive circuitry.
Clovers, budding bravely from the mud, exhibit the intricate
humility of presence. On the starry altars of entropy,
we are offered. Everything that ever lived and me, together, reconciling
our ill-timed extinctions.
Bio: Casca Dominiski is a queer, trans poet from Washington, DC, who holds an MFA from the University of Baltimore. Casca’s poetry has recently been published in The Big ? and will appear this fall in Fifth Wheel Press’ GARLAND Issue 6 and With Love Literary Magazine. Casca loves running, Ethiopian food, and doom metal.
