The Girl Leaps into the Field as if to Burst Open like a Cloud

A valley of
broken houses – inside

a woman
who collected

rooms –

plucked
the extensions filled with

accessories

and moons.

(expanding)

Surrounded with the shadow
of mirrors, she began to

unwind

her daughter –

turned her
inside-out

pulled
her hair

through the head
of a needle

one strand

at a time.

The daughter watched.

(reflections)
A sheen crossing

her hair –

the shine
of the needle.

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About mckenzielynntozan

McKenzie Lynn Tozan lives and writes in Indiana, where she works as a virtual assistant, editor, and freelance writer via her self-started business, MLT Creative. She received her MFA in Poetry from Western Michigan University, where she worked as the Layout and Design Editor for New Issues Poetry and Prose and as an Assistant Poetry Editor for Third Coast. She previously completed her B.S. in Secondary English Education and B.A. in English, with a Concentration in Writing, at Indiana University South Bend, where she worked as the Managing Editor for 42 Miles Press. Her poems have appeared in Rogue Agent, Whale Road Review, the James Franco Review, Emerge Literary Journal, Encore Magazine, Thank You for Swallowing, The Spooklet, Sleet Magazine, and Analecta, among others; and her book reviews and essays have appeared on The Rumpus and Motherly. When not writing, she enjoys art and music, and the simple mathematics of being a wife of one, a mama of two, and a cat-mom of three. For more, visit www.mckenzielynntozan.com. View all posts by mckenzielynntozan

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