Carrie Murphy

She thought, To be luminous is to acquiesce, to acquiesce is to be luminous.
The light in the room floated, fractured, fell like tinsel to the floor.

Sometimes it was enough to be reflected, and sometimes to reflect;
eyes are only eyes if they aren’t stones.

When the light goes on, or when the light goes on.

Everyone’s open mouths, spangled tongues.

Some called them Christmas tree lights, and some called them fairy lights,
but they were all just in a row,

linked & dangling

is not the same thing as hanging,
or being hung, or
being hung up,
or mounted.
Anything that
dangles displaces

She thought, Spinning is only spinning when something else is still.

Carrie Murphy is a student in the MFA program at New Mexico State University in Las Cruces, NM. She is originally from Baltimore, MD and holds a BA from the University of Maryland, College Park. Her poems have been published in PANK, Keyhole, and WTF PWM, among others.