Paintings of Waterfowl by Alexandra McIntosh

Rain against the earth’s surfaces, a million
tiny percussions. If I couldn’t have arms,
I’d want a duck beak, feather-layers
to tuck it into, warm as your down comforter.
A few rain-notes splash in the creek, drop
down rapids, sink in coolness towards
the ocean, the salty coastal birds. You
sit beside me. The field by the creek,
the pockets and folds of Appalachia
fill with the sound, like the ducks’ eyes
when they open, filling with light.

Alexandra McIntosh lives and writes in Kentucky, her favorite place in the world. She received her B.A. from Asbury University, her M.A. in English from Northern Kentucky University, and her MFA in Poetry from Miami University. Her poetry and creative nonfiction can be found in publications including The Raw Art Review, Broad River Review, Allegory Ridge, River River Journal, and Penultimate Peanut Magazine. You can find photos of her poodle named Grizzly Bear on Instagram @the_real_alexmac

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