Full Moon
Cygnus glows above our heads:
through curtains half-closed,
streetlamp moonlight splinters
this bed—you & I, whispering
arms wrapped tight like swans,
like neither of us plan to leave
before morning
Kallie Swyer is a senior English (creative writing) major who has been writing poetry since she was eight years old in Guilderland, NY. When she isn’t cooking, singing along to the Hamilton soundtrack, or reading tarot cards, she can be found buying more scented candles than any one person needs.