Still Speak

Rainfall or fallout, we've come undone, / tenebrous wasteland, darkened sun, / splintered threads, ambitions none, / embarrassed by our own. // The Goldilocks convictions you validate / ad hock humanity we formed too late, / embarrassed by our own.Emily Reid Green's poetry has appeared in various publications, including: The Ekphrastic Review, Gravel, Eunoia Review, Khroma Magazine, 1932 Quarterly, and Dying Dahlia Review. Last spring, she was a sponsored poet with Tiferet Journal. She lives with her family in Toledo, Ohio.