Jennifer Hernandez


Let me clutch those contrail ribbons,
braid my warm fingers

through wispy trails of exhaust,
clutch condensation ropes

as they evaporate like smoke,
like dreams in a gunmetal sky.

Jennifer Hernandez, Minnesota teacher/ writer, has performed her poetry at a non-profit garage, a taxidermy-filled bike shop, and in the kitchen for her toughest audience — her children.