Black Hole by Naomi Edwards

To lose history is to lose ground
cover. What keeps our fossils safe

from washing out with snow
melt? People walk with lights burning

on their feet, telling the truth in the dark
smell of antifreeze. Night. Close the shed

door against drafts. This was built
and torn down. This was given in exchange

for me. This was built and the wind
rewrote its shape.
Naomi Rhema Edwards is a graduate of the School of the Art Institute of Chicago and holds an MFA from the University of Pittsburgh. She lives in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania.