When Ilari Pass isn't writing poetry or short stories, she recites Ayahs (verses) from the Quran; travels with her family; plays hide-and-go-seek, blows bubbles, and chases fireflies with her four-year-old grandson. A two-time Best of the Net Anthology nominee, her Greatest Hits appear or forthcoming in Pithead Chapel, Door is A Jar, The Write Launch, The American Journal of Poetry, The Indianapolis Review, ONE ART, As It Ought To Be, Sledgehammer Lit, Free State Review, Paterson Literary Review, and others.



Ilari Pass

Slough


— after inlet

I am rapturous in the ocean. You stand on the shore frantically waving your hands, urging me to come closer. I am loading boxes into your home, of all places, losing my last days in pills bottles and clumps of hair. The tide comes in and goes out.




Glass: A Journal of Poetry is published quarterly by Glass Poetry Press.
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