Sarah Sadie locates herself in the middle of the USA and occasionally in otherworlds as well. Online, she blogs the intersections of theology and poetry at Sermons from the Mound. An editor as well as writer, her poems appear in places such as Literary Mama, Midwestern Gothic, and the Mom Egg, to name a few. Her life consists of kids, gods and poems, not necessarily in that order.
I’d been thinking about leaving. I’d been thinking how there’s something about out here. Before long it’s a new January and you’re hungover with a heartache for a man you won’t see for several years until he pops up on that very popular, critically-acclaimed sitcom with that actress you learned to like, then hate, then feign indifference abou
The leak in your breathing/ tube makes a cartoon squeak./ It takes two nurses, silent/ as nuns, to place you/ in my arms...
If I have already/ gone insane/ but I want to get/ crazier yet,/ what’s my move?/ Go outsane?
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