BEE LB | ready to lose | Glass: A Journal of Poetry

BEE LB is an array of letters, bound to impulse; a writer creating delicate connections. they have called any number of places home; currently, a single yellow wall on unceded Anishinaabe land in Michigan. they have been published in FOLIO, Figure 1, The Offing, and Harpur Palate, among others.

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November 12, 2025

BEE LB

ready to lose

to pull a narrative out of this time before first understanding. to see the lake dying, again, still to see the highway along the water & know before there was something more. sandswept, windstruck, rainburdened. the body opened then closed, now open again. i’m lying prone, waiting for nothing. i cast off worry like a lure, look up spelling for lour, find not what i’m looking for but instead what i’m looking for. plan for a future that isn’t coming. see a line cut through the sky & know it is only more sky. to explain the gouge & expect more pain. to receive it & claim it & swallow around it. was it a month i followed or an unspecified amount of time? was it you i chased or the dream of you? there is no answer to the question i haven’t asked.

This poem was written in a span of time between life and death, celebration and mourning. In it, and in all of the poems I wrote during that time, I was grappling with uncertainty and a grasping need to know more than I did. I was trying to write myself into and out of processing, a task both necessary and impossible.