A murmuration sweeps the orange sky. I sing out all this swirling, carry it home to you, beauty, in open hands. Jennifer Browne Jennifer Browne (she/her) falls in love easily with other people's dogs. Her poems are forthcoming or have recently appeared in One Art: A Journal of Poetry, One Sentence Poems, Right Hand Pointing, Quarto, Trailer Park Quarterly, Beltway Poetry Quarterly, and the tiny wren anthology All Poems are Ghosts.
Garden State Parkway
