i am scarlet-robed, feathersoft,
and blue sapphire tonight
i am hollowed, fragments—
beak, claw and bone
i am birdnote, and call sign
and song-light, tonight
will take whispers, sweet nothings,
morsels from your hand,
just nestle me shoulder-tight,
be my soft place to land
© 2026 jennifer wagner
dVerse q: bird
Hunger receded like a rat in an alleyway
as I hovered in the doorway
of Grama’s Bakery like a junkie.
Waiting for you,
I was transported—sorry
if the coffee cup was sticky.
It was absolutely otherworldly,
but you had to be there, obviously.
© 2026 Jennifer Wagner
dVerse Q: hunger
Photo © Jennifer Wagner
like winter sun warming the crisp outline
of evergreens on frost’s last kiss,
like an impression of stars
bursting in indigo nightframe,
like orion, swift-slaying, swaying
between boughs,
she is electric, blue-jazz summer sky,
ricocheting
with all the fierce beauty
of a flowering storm
© 2026 jennifer wagner
q44: flower
photo © jennifer wagner, from las noches de las luminarias, desert botanical garden, phoenix, az