SARAH SEYBOLD

Cemetery

The only poem I wrote my mother liked  
described the Burnett Cemetery. 
A small poem she put away,  
abandoned as the dead  
tucked under dark headstones  
piercing orange-pink sky  
as the sun rose  
above that sad hill  
all the cold mornings  
I stood alone  
beside the ice-crusted  
country road,  
waiting for the school bus  
at daybreak.  
What young words  
had I written then?  
Now that she’s gone  
I don’t know where  
the poem is. 

Sarah Seybold’s poetry and prose have appeared in Alaska Quarterly Review, Chicago Quarterly Review, ZYZZYVA, The Dodge, LIT Magazine, SWWIM Every Day, Arts & Letters, Thimble Literary Magazine, The Indianapolis Review, and elsewhere, and her poetry has been nominated twice for a Pushcart Prize. She grew up in Terre Haute, Indiana, and earned her BA in English and Gender Studies from Indiana University and her MFA in Creative Writing from the University of Oregon. She lives with her husband and daughter in Columbus, Ohio.