Ectothermic Elegy
That day, I stood by the window, a knit thrown over my shoulders—blood-wrungred wings. Listened to hail pound the roof of my two hearts while the white sun stayed put. There was a moment of…
Bellingham Review Contributor
Amanda Gaines is an Appalachian writer with a Ph.D. in creative writing from Oklahoma State University. Her work has been published or is forthcoming in Passages North, Cleaver, Potomac Review, Barrelhouse, Fugue, december, Witness, Southern Humanities Review, Willow Springs, Yemassee, Redivider, New Orleans Review, Southeast Review, The Southern Review, Juked, Rattle, Pleiades, SmokeLong Quarterly, Ninth Letter, and Superstition Review. She’s currently a Teaching Assistant Professor and postdoctoral fellow at the University of Tennessee.
That day, I stood by the window, a knit thrown over my shoulders—blood-wrungred wings. Listened to hail pound the roof of my two hearts while the white sun stayed put. There was a moment of…