Poetry by Mira Cameron

                  Tristan Loper CC



Sat in Silence, Grew to Love It. 
 

                                A block away,

                                 a black tarp

                          over a rooftop bar

                        is caught in the wind. 
  

                            I love it this way.


                    The cannon is convulsing.   


                 My dog looks up occasionally

                    to the nauseous billow,

      before curling back into

                     the black and gray shawl

                  I’ve wrapped around him, his

                           head rest 

                                       along my hip,

                   on our little porch bench.


                   Night will be here soon 

                   and morning will follow. 
 

                         I don’t know you, but 

                           I’ve met the world, 

                           and she knows you. 

                      I sometimes still believe. 




Mira Cameron is a Chicago-based transgender poet who aims to coat the mundane in her preferred shade of dream. She studies Sustainability and English at Roosevelt University, where she also tutors writing. Her previous work has been published in Slippage Lit and The Corvus Review. She can be found on twitter @nonsensetheimp or instagram @theyippinhorsefly.
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