A Journal

"I'm going to come back to West Virginia when this is over. There's something ancient and deeply-rooted in my soul. I like to think that I have left my ghost up one of those hollows, and I'll never really be able to leave for good until I find it. And I don't want to look for it, because I might find it and have to leave".----Breece D'J Pancake, in a letter to his mother. 

Meggie Royer



Eventually they stopped trying to break the ice and haul

its body out, hooves crippled by water damage,

let it lay there beneath the surface 

like someone else’s dream,

one in which the waking have no voice.

All along the roads the day after,

more deer showed up in the brush.

Glistening eyes set like black pearls

inside their skulls, 

drifting toward the waterway, a dark parade.

In a home next to the river,

a woman arose from sleep and remembered

how all things end.


My favorite souvenir is a painting one of my friends brought for me when she was working as an au pair in Jordan. It's an abstract cityscape and makes me feel like I could go anywhere and be anything for a day.

Meggie Royer is a writer and photographer from the Midwest who is currently majoring in Psychology at Macalester College. Her poems have previously appeared in Words Dance Magazine, The Harpoon Review, Melancholy Hyperbole, and more. She has won national medals for her poetry and a writing portfolio in the Scholastic Art and Writing Awards, and was the Macalester Honorable Mention recipient of the 2015 Academy of American Poets Student Poetry Prize.