In nymphs that twist
Like lightning bolts across a sky
Of clear cream–dashed with a
Richer crimson cloud that fondly
Eclipses the sun-splatter
Then rains, snows, and hails ice
into hell-
They surface, spirits full,
To skate atop
their makeshift shore.
Sophie Gallaher is an Honours English Literature student at McGill University. While born in Montréal, Sophie grew up in the United Kingdom. Currently, in her final year of undergrad, she is writing her honours thesis on W.B. Yeats, mysticism, symbolism, and Kabbalah. In her free time, she enjoys writing poetry, watching trashy reality TV, and thinking about the lifecycle of snails. She hopes to have more time to work on her poetry and prose after graduation.