Waning Moon

Linda-Raven Woods is a 2019 Hackney Literary Award winner, a 2021 winner of the Andrew Glaze Poetry Prize, and recently placed as a semi-finalist in the Big Moose Prize Novel competition. She is an enrolled member of the Echota Cherokee tribe of Ala…

Linda-Raven Woods is a 2019 Hackney Literary Award winner, a 2021 winner of the Andrew Glaze Poetry Prize, and recently placed as a semi-finalist in the Big Moose Prize Novel competition. She is an enrolled member of the Echota Cherokee tribe of Alabama and teaches at Alabama A&M University. 

By Linda-Raven Woods

 

We were born in the time of some waning moon, I think, 

when things all around were closing in, cinching tighter,

choking us about our own necks

& in this time we ceased to breathe, 

our pulse weak, because we had no heartbeat

once the drum had stopped.

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