Stephanie Bryant Anderson

Sometimes the Blood Goes Cold
 
My sleeping bones live, like snow on snow,
I hear them speak: another day, another night.
 
Another. Another.
 
Sometimes
                                (in the hours that you’re gone)
 
the blood goes cold.
 



Stephanie Bryant Anderson is a writer born in Tennessee, and absolutely loves the South. From an early age, she knew she had a passion for words and literature. She attended Austin Peay State University from 2002-2008, and plans to re-enroll next summer to complete her English Degree with a Creative Writing and Teaching minor. She has had poems published most recently with Danse Macabre, Red River Review, deadpaper and Sow’s Ear Poetry Review, as well as a short story, The God South, to be released soon by Lady Jane’s Miscellany.




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