Jen McClanaghan You’ve entered my bloodat Fox Run and Mariomi.Entered as billions of meteors depositingsilver. You are metamorphic.You are rock unageing like the granitewe climbed before we were born.You were asleep in dust but stillyou found a way in, standing in meupright like grassbefore the flood. Jen McClanaghan’s work has appeared in The New Yorker, … Continue reading Dating By Luminescence