The Needle by Laura Cok

Poem title: The Needle Poet name: Laura Cok Poem: I was happy so of course I looked for something to ruin some proof that disaster was already knit too many rows back to unravel and save the slipped stitch, the blinked-open gap to poke a finger through and widen what comes through is daylight from another room and the water running in another kitchen sink where another pair of soapy hands are lifting it up, twisting out the water, wringing its soft neck. End of Poem. Credits: Copyright © Laura Cok Previously published in Doubter’s Hymnal (Mansfield Press, 2019). Originally from northern California, Laura Cok spent time in Grand Rapids, Michigan and Waterloo, Ontario before settling in Toronto, where she now lives. She holds an MA in English Literature from the University of Toronto, where she won the E.J. Pratt Poetry Medal and the University of Toronto Magazine alumni poetry contest. She has been previously published widely across Canada and works in corporate communications. Her first book, Doubter’s Hymnal, was published by Mansfield Press in summer 2019.