Twinkling Is Just An Effect

How I found myself writing a poem for a Taylor Swift anthology in response to a song I'd never heard by a star I barely knew

Photo from the Invisible Strings launch reading!

We say, this will be over in a heartbeat, but we don’t feel that heartbeat-sized truth until something vanishes, and its absence roots itself into the cavities of our bones, where the marrow makes and remakes our blood. We say, our bones are made of stars, but this is mostly an abstrac­tion until we face …