Two Poems by Joanna Friedman

Sand Story

a wishing grain of sand
blue, sparkly, blue
I hid it in a castle
told myself a story

sand scratched memories
stuck to my skin
twisted in my hair
washed away in waves

to a passenger ship
floating in a bottle
turned into an hour glass
I waited for sand to fall

ocean, sand, ocean
ship sails
past glass neck
into paradise shore

and back again
and back again

Rain City

water stain city rains
down concrete walls
inverted buildings
fall toward dirt sky

mildewed imprints open
darkened windows
where hemline is kissed
and skirt fades above knee

streaks of skyscrapers
city mirage dissolves
a shadow’s hangover
invisible in sunlight


Joanna Friedman’s fiction and poetry has appeared in a variety of anthologies and on-line publications. She works as a psychologist in the San Francisco Bay area and lives with her husband, twin girls, and pug dog, Blue. Follow her on twitter, @j_grabarek or her website,

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