Sandra Kolankiewicz / Poetry 4.2 / Fall, 2016




Communique #6

As the days become shorter, the nights stay
what they always have been, long stretches of
waiting. So many different kinds of
medication: television, shopping,
cupboards of delight, and the bed sagging
afterwards, no untils unless they are
already over. You remember how
the ceiling looks from a pillow when you
are trying to wake up. I’m not sure how
we survive except we believe if not
in ourselves, then in something that brought us.


a3a2bf20-f309-4212-9dda-d3af2f175426Sandra Kolankiewicz’s work has appeared widely over the past 35 years, most recently in Appalachian Heritage, BlazeVox, Gargoyle, FifthWednesday, Prick of the Spindle, Per Contra, Prairie Schooner, Prairie Schooner, and Pif. Turning Inside Out won the Black River Prize at Black Lawrence Press. Finishing Line Press published The Way You Will Go.  Blue Eyes Don’t Cry won the Hackney Award for the Novel. Her novel with 76 color illustrations by Kathy Skerritt, When I Fell, is available from Web-e-Books.  She lives with her family in Appalachian Ohio. Blog:



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