Dylan Ever spins stories out of folklore and fables, interweaving critters, creatures, and confused twenty-somethings. In her art she loves exploring combinations of music, visuals, and writing, and can often be found plucking at a guitar, building spaceship-esque synthesizers, or out writing poetry for passersby on her typewriter. She is currently at work on her MFA in Creative Writing at Virginia Tech and holds a Bachelor of Music from Berklee College of Music.

a word with wings

dylan ever

cupping in my hands

  a gentle thing

      a word with wings

       soft    & glistening

    light        as a shimmer

of air between teeth

invisible

life giving

breathed & released

i lift my palm

    urge the creature,      fly

but not before       i imbue

    this creature’s life

with my own

    it will not take this journey alone

  it    like the seeds

    of a dandelion

floats

     on the draft       of my breath

onto the next soul

     and if i had just

      one

word

        left

i

would gift it

to you