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Midtown in void

In between a type of person and I move through it

Connecting to no one I move through it


In a car I watch with control

Everyone in front of me stops at the yellow light

when they could have gone through it


In a bus we turn together

I always forget my stop on purpose and

get off two blocks up


Like the empty used car lots

this place is too big to know

even the smallest part has become too big to know


Things That Don’t Matter

Just days before my mother died

she said to me,

“You are a hard person to like.”

She also said I am becoming old too fast in my heart.

I did not want to lift her out of the wheelchair again

for another ride at the amusement park.


Morning of the Dead

A heavy tide came through last night

the mist in the marine air gathers the damp,

and the hand that gets in touch with things

left its violent essence

wildflowers tossed, pulled and frazzled

their petals glimmer drenched

near Pelican Bay the sand is heavy and wet and torn up

the roots from the coconut trees exposed green brown and raw

down the shore animal remains ripped bare in dawn

sting ray still flapping and missing his side

blood and bone and sand

jelly fish, spiked fish, organs ripped clean

the birds come soon to take death from this scene


Elizabeth Flora Moore currently studies creative writing in the Master of Fine Arts program at Hamline University in St. Paul, Minnesota. She enjoys writing poetry, essays, and reviews, but sees writing and better understanding the craft of fiction as her ultimate academic goal. Elizabeth has two book reviews published in Rain Taxi and is consistently generating new projects within her various writing courses. When people ask Elizabeth “what she writes about” or “what inspires her” she answers with a coined phrase she terms as “perpetual opposite day.” She sees the world at constant paradoxes and dualities and everything she writes roots from these observations. Elizabeth also owns and runs a commercial contract cleaning company called Moore Cleaning Services, is an active member of the U.S Women’s Chamber of Commerce, and volunteers tutoring inner-city teenagers. When she finishes her Master’s program she will be applying for professorships to teach creative writing at the college level.