Humanitas 2019 A Literary Journal of the Medical University of South Carolina Volume 23


Ethan Fugate | Staff, Information Solutions

For a moment flies

alongside me. A brief

encounter considered


encounter only by me

before the bird shows

disregard for what I wish –


a language for us

to share – gains an agnostic

altitude and peels off


into the marsh.

I hear its enormous wings

an electric span between us


hiss of matter, air over lips

pushing atmosphere

out of the way.


This isn’t even unique,

this moment. My schedule

and the egret’s click.


But every time, the surprise

when the bird rises is fresh,

the longing brand new.


The strata of disappointment

adds a new layer each time

the bird refuses to speak.


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