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Frequent lakes for signs of turtles—necks like cornstalks reaching for the sun. Toe a circle in the cold sand. Sit cross-legged inside. Hold your arms akimbo, elbows jutting past the line you made like cypress knees in shallow water. Feel the sand grow warm beneath your body. Imagine that warmth radiate out from the ground, gaining momentum as it travels through the earth. Picture that spark wick to the surface. The dance of roots. Surge of verdant emergence. As you drive away, keep turning the radio’s dial until you coax out the cicada’s constant drone.

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Staci Schoenfeld STACI R. SCHOENFELD is an MFA candidate in poetry at Southern Illinois University in Carbondale and Managing Poetry Editor at Revolution House.

Her poem “Attempts at Flight” was named a finalist in Yemassee’s 2012 Pocataligo Poetry Contest, and her chapbook, Breadcrumbs, was a finalist in the 2012 Winged City Press Chapbook Contest. She was awarded an Artist Enrichment Grant from the Kentucky Foundation for Women in 2010 and recently was a featured poet at the Holler Poets Series in Lexington, KY, the Rivertown Reading Series in Paducah, KY, and Stories and Queer in Champaign, IL.

Her poems appear in or are forthcoming from Accents Publishing’s Bigger Than They Appear: Anthology of Very Short Poems, Appalachian Heritage, Still, The Chaffey Review, diode poetry journal, Bellevue Literary Review, New Plains Review, Rougarou, Amethyst Arsenic,The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature and other fine journals.

She hasn't had a website since 1997 (or so) and rarely tweets (anymore), but she does like connecting with folks on Facebook. Her dog, Gizmo, is almost 18 and has already started looking at colleges to apply to in the fall. This is causing Staci great anxiety, so she’d rather not discuss it. Especially here, in public, with strangers.

Photo Credit: Jonathan Brooks, Miami, FL

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