Out in the open the lightning 
whittling a female figure 

the weather, cards, personalities of horses 
fragile structure, that girl. 

Thinking, a dangerous state 
bury that horse, move along. 

Matthew Stark wrote his first poem while shoveling snow in Monument, Colorado. He recently  graduated with an MFA from the University of South Carolina as a James Dickey Fellow. His work appears or is forthcoming in Jasper, Spillway, Cider Press Review, Fall Lines, and JERRY Magazine.