Laura Villareal earned her MFA from Rutgers University-Newark. Her writing has appeared or is forthcoming in Palette Poetry, Black Warrior Review, Waxwing, and elsewhere. She has received scholarships Key West Literary Seminar and The Highlights Foundation. More of her writing can be found at: www.lauravillareal.com
"The Long Trajectory of Grief" A squeal cracks bright like hot metal in water. Before the sun has licked across the fields, I wonder how to save myself
before guilt sets like a stain. I wonder if the constellations above me can lift guilt or if they’re only
a temporary solution for what I feel. In the morning I find three wild boars in the street, dead. A red
bumper lying near one of their carcasses. Is the nature of a crash to always leave something behind?
Fog glimmers up from the road forsaken by first light. I pretend not to notice
your absence— how my car isn’t spiced with your oakmoss & mint anymore. But I pray the vultures pick me
clean like a Tibetan sky burial before anyone smells grief on me.