by K Spicka

magic lingers in the places where cities neglect to sweep it away side streets sleeping for days under clean white sheets disturbed only by the shadow tracks of rabbits or the footprints of the ones that never rest trekking through the virgin powder in search of cigarettes

K Spicka is a recovering English major living and writing in Omaha, NE. They have one previously published collection, "blue hydrangea morning." Their unpublished work can be found on sticky notes, in half-full notebooks, and in the notes app of their cell phone.