The globe balances delicately
on platinum spindles
and shallow divots.
A light nudge with a finger or two
sets it in motion, its soft, even orbit
pleasing, easy to follow,
controlled by tension and
gentle manipulation.
I lay my palm across the Ohio River
and flick my wrist as hard as I can.
Jen Davis lives, loves, and peddles her wordly wares in Northern Kentucky. She has poetry published or forthcoming in The Fourth River, Door is a Jar Magazine, Peacock Journal, Licking River Review, Eclectica Magazine, Vine Leaves (including their 2015 “Best of” anthology), NEAT., and others.