Fall 2016

Edited by Andrea Spofford | Barry Kitterman | Amy Wright



Poetry

Happiness

Kimiko Hahn


Unlike the Romundina              I was not around           410 million years ago.
         and I am not transitional
                      —that I know of—       further, no one studies me but

like the Romundina                my face is catching up to other parts of my body

                                                                                               and I am a mix

— in the case of the Romundina                   jawed and jawless
                                 and me           happy and hapless.

 

 




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