Poem: Leah Sophia Dworkin

Waiting for Lightning

When we get back we’re all covered in ticks and still I’m the only one with no one to check my body.



Leah Sophia Dworkin lives in New York City where she is working on a short story collection, Hey Whitefish. Her work has been published or forthcoming in Fence, Hotel, Cosmonauts Avenue, Hobart Pulp, Berfrois, BOMB and elsewhere. She is an associate editor at Conjunctions. She is the editor for Dostoyevsky Wannabe City Series for Manhattan. Online she goes by @frumperella.

Image: Alain Jacquet via Flickr (cc)

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