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.
All work
Imagined ecstasy of vision, this prerecorded siren’s song, /
dizzy parade of music video and windowed mannequin, /
they urge: even you may essay timelessness. …
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