2 poems

by miracle thornton

Interlochen Arts Academy

my man's a lumberjack

peel back the bark of sticky sap,
an amber hummingbird is

waiting for you beneath.
glossy belly, a stain-glass yellow

glinting from the winter burn light.
sap carved by the edge of

an ax splinters on your tongue,
your barren authenticity exposed

by the blade. here you are, looking
into the eyes of a fossil. it’s wings out-

stretched,          waiting
for you to melt away the amber. where, in

the taste, did you find her? the quick
bird beneath the bark. take that ax—

lick away the bitter yellow. she’s waiting,
beneath the bark. can you hear her hollow

hum? the murmur of her song? harsh feathers
softened by flesh. you taste the iridescence of

her throat, the space between her
weak feet         curled for purchase.

on the cliff edge,

is where you find her.

hooked by her toes,
her arms out-stretched to

a callow wingspan.

she is going to fall
& the inevitability is

exhilarating. you have a hand
where the blades contract

a hip at the sacrum.

her breath bends with the
current              a chest carved

by sea salt.

your finger slips to the pit
between her clavicles,

feeling for the ocean’s
pulse. she unfurls her vacant

wings & you have a chance

to catch her. to have a flat palm
at the breastbone        a steady

grip         audacity. this is where
pride is mistaken for devotion,

honesty & where you’re acquiescence

kills her              the flightless bird,
rapt by the wind           tenderfoot

& in a breath

she falls.


miracle thornton

Miracle Thornton is sophomore Creative Writing major at Interlochen Arts Academy, MI. She is from a small town where she lives with her four siblings and four cats. Miracle’s work in poetry can be described as an exploration of power, a subject that has leaked incrementally into her fiction.