June 20, 2016 by The Citron Review
by Claire Guyton
You feel it yawning, now? The drop?
Find a hold. And peel it off, the word. Behind it is proto-thought. Unthink-thought, neverthought-think. This is a place called nothing.
The name “nothing” cannot apply because even nothing is too much something. This is a place with no name at all. This is not a place.
Put it back. Smooth it down. Seal those edges.
Don’t go there again.
Claire’s micros are forthcoming or have appeared in CHEAP POP, The Journal of Compressed Creative Arts, Mid-American Review, River Styx, and elsewhere. She was the Maine Arts Commission’s 2012 Literary Fellow, and holds an MFA from Vermont College of Fine Arts.