You Can’t Carve Time//Lannie Stabile

On October 14, 1987, Jessica McClure, at 18 months, fell into a well in her aunt’s backyard. Baby Jessica was in there for 56 hours, singing.
Alice tripped into
A backyard well
When she was knee high to a smoking caterpillar

Like Baby Jessica

She was 18 months
And she spent her time with toothy, feral beasts

You can’t carve time
Baby Alice
But you can crave it

Baby all this
Could be yours

Rabbits run in
Concentric circles
Making a dozen stops inside gray, curving bricks

Ticking like the sky
Until it grins wide
And lets the toddler crawl out into the blinding sun


Lannie Stabile, a Detroiter, likens the process of creative writing to spanking ketchup:  grueling, but necessary. She has twice been invited to perform her poetry at Ann Arbor OUTFest, and in her leisure, can be seen at open mics in the area. More works can be found, or are forthcoming, in The Hellebore, Cauldron Anthology, Monstering, Kissing Dynamite, and more. She is penning a novel and chapbook, and recently became Project Manager of Barren Magazine.

Twitter handle:  @LanniePenland