Poetry by Eleanor Colligan

One Trick Pony

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I’m sorry I only ever write
about hands. Specically,
the ones you wore
when your body was still
yours. Me and my bleeding heart:
don’t you know grief’s a cycle
that never ends. it only ever
starts.

Eleanor Colligan is from the Midwest and currently based in NYC. She is an incoming MFA candidate at New York University, where she will be a Goldwater Fellow. You can find more of her at https://theestateofeleanorcolligan.hotglue.me/