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Good, I said, because something inside me died—well, lots of things, angels.
Before I was born, much happened, this and that. I was an angel.
In my dream, my mother waited on the front porch, a long cool blue True.
The smoke smelled good, floated on the dream night sky, smudged the clouds, the tree line.
All my horned owl drawings taped to the wall let loose, swooped to the floor.
The narrow salt water Pines River ran beneath my old home.
In my mother’s dream, we’d both been angels on the tips of a moon’s cusp:
she, after she died, me, before I was born, though I can’t know that.
I came to visit my home again, turned the corner of the dead end—
saw my mother waiting on the rust brick front porch, cigarette lit.
In the bad dreams of the people who live there now, two angels flitted.
When I woke, I was sad enough to transform into a cold river,
into a blue vein winding around a wrist, a palm line to the heart.
Jennifer Martelli is the author of The Queen of Queens and My Tarantella, awarded an Honorable Mention from the Italian-American Studies Association, selected as a “Must Read” by the Massachusetts Center for the Book, and named as a finalist for the Housatonic Book Award. She is also the author of the chapbooks All Things are Born To Change Their Shapes, winner of the Small Harbor Press open reading, In the Year of Ferraro from Nixes Mates, and After Bird, winner of the Grey Book Press open reading. Her work has appeared in The Academy of American Poets Poem-a-Day, Poetry, Atticus Review, The Tahoma Literary Review, Scoundrel Time,Verse Daily, Iron Horse Review (winner of the Photo Finish contest), and elsewhere. Jennifer Martelli has twice received grants from the Massachusetts Cultural Council for her poetry. She is co-poetry editor for Mom Egg Review.