Iowa Writes

Fingers Like Ours

The tree line in the distance is the barrier
Between what is ours and what is not.
See the fingers of the trees waver in the sky,
Testing the forbidden.

Look how the bright band of light
Fuses with swaying fingertips.
A band of light that makes me think
Those fingers are on fire,
Just like ours.

Don't you wish that our fingertips would glow just as bright?

We are running to the hilltops to
Thrust our hands heavenward,
Radiating into realms we were told to forget.

Because when our voices grow weary from shouting into the    beyond,
Our fingertips will speak louder than our words ever could.
From fingers to hands to arms to bodies to minds,
We will burn.

Don't bother searching for the match,
Because we are already aflame.

About Iowa Writes

Since 2006, Iowa Writes has featured the work of Iowa-identified writers (whether they have Iowa roots or live here now) and work published by Iowa journals and publishers on The Daily Palette. Iowa Writes features poetry, fiction, or nonfiction twice a week on the Palette.

In November of 2008, the United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organization (UNESCO) designated Iowa City, Iowa, the world's third City of Literature, making the community part of the UNESCO Creative Cities Network.

Iowa City has joined Edinburgh, Scotland and Melbourne, Australia as UNESCO Cities of Literature.

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Emma Schlabach is a sophomore English major at Luther College in Decorah, IA. She previously worked as a staff writer for the college news publication, Chips, and is currently a board member of the Oneota Review, Luther's annual student published literary review.

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