Tipton Poetry Journal
Homecoming Girl Susan Niz I only wanted to be homecoming girl — Not queen The liquid gold core of royalty Doesn’t sparkle in me Cross the blackened park Yellow jacket percussion call Cold-water-in-the-face spotlights Bats lash the sky Love-lost players drive the thick night Fleece-lined cheers rattle and numb Behind the bleachers, a lead apron lays her down My genie Marlboro breaths Denim slides and Boots press toward the lit scene The iron I’m made of slows me The marsh to my right Blind as tomorrow’s mistakes Hide-and-seek cattails and a Flat-note cricket sideshow Dreams drown in algae glitter I cross the park, toward the football game, For all my life
Susan Niz has work which appeared in Blue Bonnet Review, Two Words For, Belleville Park Pages, Ginosko, Cezanne's Carrot, Flashquake, Opium Magazine, and Summerset Review. Her first novel Kara, Lost (North Star Press, 2011) was a finalist for a Midwest Book Award (MIPA) for Literary Fiction. Susan lives in Minnesota.