Thunderbird by Jennifer Ruth Jackson

Ten foot black wings carry a sleek body
Each flap a thunder clap in vertical climb
It disappears into a starved sky
Which swallows it whole
Above a Kansas cornfield

Jennifer Ruth Jackson’s work has appeared in Strange Horizons, Liquid Imagination, and more. She, her husband, and her houseplant live in an apartment in Wisconsin where (two out of three) play video games. Jennifer has yet to beat her plant in any gaming session.

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