At the event horizon, your head itches. An exam proves nothing, though the doctor keeps poking her wand through the roots. In the corner, a lizard basks in a sliver of sun, while a puddle of turbid milk oozes down the slope. You could vanish in a quip, or sling a final zinger as you slam the door like a teenager. Instead you persist with awl, needle and thread, trying to unite the scraps you’ve been assigned into a quilt for the new baby.
Carol Dorf’s poems have appeared in Fringe, The Midway, Poemeleon, New Verse News, Babelfish, Edgz, Runes, Feminist Studies, Heresies, Poetica, Responsa, The Neo-Victorian, Caprice and elsewhere. She is a former editor of Five Fingers Review, and the Barnard Literary Magazine. She has taught in a variety of venues including a science museum and as a California Poet in the Schools. She now teaches in a large, urban high school. Carol joined the A cappella Zoo editorial board with Issue 3.