Stephanie Tom is a Chinese-American poet and undergraduate student at Cornell University. Her poetry has either appeared or is forthcoming in Rising Phoenix Review, Tinderbox Poetry Journal, Luna Luna Magazine, Sine Theta Magazine and Porkbelly Press, among other places. In addition, she has previously been recognized by the national Scholastic Art and Writing Awards, the International Torrance Legacy Creativity Awards, and the international Save the Earth Poetry Contest. She enjoys hot tea, the smell of earth after rain, and singing in the shower. When she’s not writing, she can be found exploring the great outdoors, majoring in Psychology, or hanging out at a local bubble tea store.





Stephanie Tom

Hologram

after “Buzzcut Season” by Lorde I’m sure you know how kind the light has become. How silver the stars are after learning the curves of your crescent-moon cheeks to fall upon & the way that your laugh rings as the only bird in the sky. After all, the last songbird flew away from this side of the moon last summer. You surely remember the last time the sun peeked through the clouds years ago. Haven’t you heard? The lamplights are the only ones that guide you home now. Children learn to walk home in the dark before they learn how to recognize the sound of their own footsteps. Radio static season is upon us — the quietude of rain reminds me of when I used to blow bubbles from a plastic wand towards the neighborhood beehives & watch the bees flit out one by one to kiss the soapy pearl before it burst into rainbows. When they left, they took the colors with them so that all that’s left is a light with a name we don’t know how to say anymore & a warmth we can’t recognize.




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