About the Feature

Photograph by Jon Flobrant

I was dreaming of three forks in the river.
Between us, there are eight names,
so our daughter will have
the longest name in history,
the same name as this river.

I have loved everyone
with such an embarrassing grip, even
through the night. When I woke I felt we
had been braided, our muscles swept together
by the rushing pace of the watershed that chose us.
I leaned over in my sleep and kissed his left wing.

About the Author

Caroline O’Connor Thomas is a poet who lives in Portland, Oregon. Her poetry has appeared in Salt Hill, Ghost Proposal, Sixth Finch, Tin House, and other publications. Her chapbook Unusual Light Source is available from White Stag Publishing.