The Ground Must Be Warm by Anna Serio

the birds are flying
dangerously close
their wings are stabbing the air

forget the infrastructure
the constant moving
like an upward wave

the real world
is a mountainscape
or a surgeon’s stadium

and nothing is more boring
than the miracle of flight

the ground must be warm

the mist hugs the sidewalk
the way it does in April

but the drivers honk dumbly
into the shallow cave

of the sky


A Brooklyn native, Anna Serioholds a BA from Hunter College in Creative Writing and is pursuing an MA in Middle Eastern Studies from the American University of Beirut. Her writing can be found on various online publications such as Autumn Sky and Ascent Aspirations.