Small network of streets,
avenues like arteries,
each house an organ that
shudders and pumps
fueled not by blood but
people who flow out and back,
who serve and desire,
earn and fetch,
want and must cresting all the time.
Small things carried on a tide.

The heart is both master and servant, and
we are the servant of the servant
the ruler and the worker, tethered.
When we come back to town,
we follow its paths, searching
for the missing, the familiar.
We come back again and again
thrumming with urgency
for something
to call ours.



JIN CORDARO received her MFA from Fairleigh Dickinson University. Her work has appeared in Faultline, Bacopa Literary Review, A Smartish Pace, Sugar House Review, and Cider Press Review among others. She is a Pushcart Prize nominee and recipient of the Editor's Prize from Apple Valley Review.