Poetry by Laura Carter

rose was one who wanted to wait, not was

friends, a world is always beautiful

some universal morning might find her here

or here here, as want

or apple here, as want might have you evince

but soldiers fall

a qua tells a quartz truth by its new body

its body is smaller than night

Laura Carter Laura Carter lives in Atlanta, where she finished her MFA in 2007. She has since then published eight chapbooks of poems. She teaches college English and humanities.

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