K.L. Sullivan Isacson

5 AM, Winter The angel of the hospital room walks behind the curtain wall bringing with his shadow silhouette the sounds of paper feet, metal against soprano metal, casters ringing singing a single note ping                     ping ping all this flows into a constant stream like wringing water over washed again hands his pale blue consciousness always feels like early, early morning no matter the time of day no amount of sunlight can make this room brighter than it is at 5 am, winter the snow against the window is static, glows like after hours tv the way the flakes move should be reminiscent of summer night insects endlessly courting the light behind a screen reaching for their almost living Eurydices repeating the scene to the point of touching, never touching beginning again but nothing nearby knows summer by name or remembers flowers instead of frost here there is no touch, no friction, no heat and instead of morning, night pours in, fills the room to it's rim.

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Chicago native K.L. Sullivan Isacson is a painter and mixed-media artist who often uses poetry as an important element in her visual art. Her poetry has appeared in various publications, including The Red Rock Review, Sapphire Magazine, Agnieska's Dowry, Poetic Express, Snakeskin, Zuzu's Petals, Pif, Free Cuisenart, Demi~Monde and Pyrowords. She is also the creator and staff [read: lunatic] of the online 'zines, Oracle and The Miserere Review.