Abigail Swoboda's poem, "Overpass," was selected by Short Édition in partnership with Temple University. Abigail Swoboda graduated from Temple with degrees in French and English. They have continued their studies at Temple and expect to graduate with their M.A. in English in 2021.

In our dreams, we've started seeing the phantoms planted beneath our floorboards—and we fear that there is no door that is always open for us.It took too long to realize the tenderness of ice cubes in our tomato soupand that each sound is a sentence.And when we wake up, the house is full of smoke from fires burning somewhere else, but all we can do is close the windows and take out the trash.

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