Metal Lark

Metal Lark

 by Chloe N. Clark

Let the birds scatter

themselves, wings clicking

like beads strung loose

upon a thread, and realize

that there are still some colors

we cannot make from jars. If

feathers can scratch, sculpted

fine from metals, then how

many will it take to build

the bird? Wind up the key,

turn a thousand times or more,

and let loose the clockwork

nightingale. Place paper

nests amongst the highest

tree branches, eventually

they will be filled

with marbles like eggs.

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Chloe N. Clark is a current MFA candidate in Creative Writing & Environment. Her poetry and fiction has appeared such places as Rosebud, Supernatural Tales, Prick of the Spindle, and more. She wishes she were a magician most days and bakes cakes the rest of the time. She can be found on Twitter @PintsNCupcakes