Anthropocene (#1)

Jen Town
Published on December 3, 2020

We met in a think tank. 
It existed behind the firewall. 
I left the windows open. 
He came in, shaking off, it’s really coming down. 
Later, I ringed the glass with my finger. 
Later, I filled out the expense report. 
Later he texted, LOOK AT THE MOON. 
Her shoes were on point. 
The color of the year was aubergine. 
We saw it on line. 
He put the smack down. He hadn’t 
realized he was holding it. 

Genre: 
Poetry
Author Bio: 

Jen Town's poetry has appeared in Mid-American Review, Cimarron Review, Epoch, Third Coast, Lake Effect, Crab Orchard Review, and others. She earned her MFA in Creative Writing from The Ohio State University in 2008 and lives in Columbus, Ohio. Her first book, The Light of What Comes After, won the May Sarton New Hampshire Poetry Prize, and was published in 2018. Jen is online at jentown.com.  

Issue: 
62