You wished for rain and then it was there.
Down in the pasture, the horse
was shaking water off its coat. The house
brimmed over with light.

      * 

I slept. I dreamed the house was a little boat:
no land in sight, the sail a tattered, broken wing.

      *

I woke to wind, and for some time lay still.
When the lights blinked out, we finally spoke.
I forget what was said.
It could have been anything.

Jessica Poli is the author of four chapbooks: Canyons (BatCat Press, 2018), Alexia (Sixth Finch, 2015), Glassland (JMWW, 2014), and The Egg Mistress (Gold Line Press, 2013). Her work has appeared in Best New Poets, Southern Indiana Review, and Caketrain, among others. She earned her MFA from Syracuse University and is pursuing her MA at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln. She edits Birdfeast and can be found online at www.jessicapoli.com.