Will the afterlife be sweeter than jubilant pomegranates? I turned into my father’s ashes— A pillar— bright light faithlessly glinted off its surface. My father could not abide a woman who spoke above a whisper. Lupine grew in the cracks of what was.
Ray Ball is a history professor, an editor at Coffin Bell and Juke Joint, and the author of Tithe of Salt (Louisiana Literature, 2019) and Lararium (Variant Lit, 2020). Her poems have been nominated for Pushcart and Best of the Net. She has recent work in descant, Glass, and Waccamaw.