Jennifer Vaknine's poem, "We caught crawfish," is in Short Circuit #03, Short Édition's quarterly review. Jennifer is originally from Austin, Texas and now lives in NYC. Her recent work can be found in ‘Third Point Press’, ‘Empty Mirror’, & ‘Riggweltwer’ among others.

in the stream behind your house we absconded with one, he pinched at my cupped palms as we bounded up the stairs into your room we threw the door closed we thought we set him free in your aquarium & we slept that night arms touching bellies still sore from giggling & we woke to a guppy-less aquarium we carried him back in a bucket we couldn't carry that weight with bare hands

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