Poetry by Erica Jasmin Dixon

          David Prasad CC



​Carolina Nights 

Find me on a cool Carolina night, 
Lights dim to the deep nocturnal sky that refuses to sleep, 
But stares back at me in meditative peace, 
While my legs dangle off the cedar porch’s old, worn edge
​And I look up to see vibrant shining stars somehow optimistically twinkling 
As if they haven’t already tasted death. 
A record player twice my age clicks on, 
The authentic tenor of the vinyl’s grooves plays me out into a dusty distance,
And I hum along to an old Whitney song, 
The lightenin’ bugs and the season’s last mosquitoes  
Fliting through the blowing breeze, 
I say to no one but swaying pine trees: 
Say you wanna dance?

Erica Jasmin Dixon (she/her) is a writer, poet, and artist originally from Raeford, North Carolina. She holds an MFA degree from Queens University of Charlotte and her creative work has appeared or is forthcoming in various literary publications, to include I-70 Review, For Women Who Roar, and Southern Humanities Review.

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