Someday I hope to be as soft
as this sleeping owl
on its red branch.
My dreams of sharp nights and claws
surrounded by green leaves.
Poem and photograph by Erin Johnson
Erin Liana Johnson lives in California’s Central Coast where the redwood forests meet the sea. Previous awards and publications include “Enough” (Monterey Poetry Review, September, 2020) “Why I Cried About the Groceries” (Poet’s Choice, Corona Global Lockdown Anthology, edited by Akshay Sonthalia, July 2020)“Productivity, “Propolis”, “The Revolution Will Be Wheelchair Accessible” (Featured Artist, Wisdom Body Collective, June 2020) “Breath • 呼吸 • Respiro • نفس” (Journal of Expressive Writing, June, 2020) “Kinship” (Tiny Seed Literary Journal, May 2020), and the Richardson Poetry Prize and the Spectrum Poetry Award (College of Creative Studies at UC Santa Barbara, 2006.)