Horizon lit by flickers of a Taco Bell sign.
Magenta and navy hues seep into my face.
The lowest fragment of midnight.
I wonder if these unworshipped grounds...
Kelli Lage is earning her degree in Secondary English Education and works as a substitute teacher. She is a poetry reader for Bracken Magazine. Lage's work has appeared in The Lumiere Review, Welter Journal, Watershed Review, and elsewhere.