All the ghosts are women, and all the women drowned—Lily Beaumont

She learned to be a ghost from trees–
to bind herself below ground 
without burial. To linger, skin worn
papery and silver, to drop the signs
of her existence in coldness,
even if the river, curling 
at her ankles, never froze.

Lily Beaumont’s poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in publications including Ligeia Magazine, Prolit, and Molecule: A Tiny Lit Mag. She holds an MA in English from Brandeis University and currently lives in Central Texas, where she works as a curriculum/study guide developer and editor.

photo by Peng Yang and Wesley Tingey (via unsplash)