Dara-Lyn Shrager is the co-founder and editor of Radar Poetry. She holds an MFA from Bennington College and a BA from Smith College. Her poems appear in many journals, including The Iowa Review, The Los Angeles Review, The Greensboro Review, Thrush, Salamander, Southern Humanities Review, and Yemassee. Her articles have appeared in The Philadelphia Inquirer, Philadelphia Magazine, and The New York Times. Her poetry collection, Whiskey, X-Ray, Yankee was published by Barrow Street Press in 2018.
Stillbirth
Early in the season, I say
daughter is gone. I don’t say
dead, just gone. Terrycloth
swaddles hang next to my coat.
Inside this house where
everything shifts on bad hips.
Sleeping dog paddles through dreams.
Tongues click in heating vents—
try to sleep through such a sound.
Scribble of branches against glass.
No preschool hieroglyphics
etched on the nursery wall.
Wolf Moon pouring its yolk
into an empty crib.
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