Too Hot by Sarah Carleton

Swallows by Benjamin Chee Chee, 197?

Too Hot

I could dissolve
like a mirage of wings

slicing through sky
and disappearing,

weightless,
in air so heavy it makes no updraft

on bleached-out feathers,
last bird on earth.

Sarah Carleton

Sarah Carleton writes, edits, plays the banjo and raises her son in Tampa, Florida. Her poems have appeared in Houseboat, Burning Word Literary Journal, Avatar Review, Poetry Quarterly, The Bijou Poetry Review, Off the Coast, Shark Reef, Wild Violet Magazine, The Binnacle, The Homestead Review, Cider Press Review and Nimrod. She also has work upcoming in Silver Birch and Chattahoochee Review.

This poem was written as part of the 20 Poem Challenge.