by Gale Acuff
to Heaven or Hell for eternity but there's a lot of Earth I've never seen and of course I'm only ten years old but even if I live to be 100 I won't be able to explore the globe wholly like folks say some explorers do, no one gets around that much so if God wants things right this time He'll let me live or just not let me die at all and my Sunday School teacher said there was a time when nobody died, in Eden she meant, then she started to cry and sadness was part of the Fall, too, but Mother wept at my sister's wedding and maybe for joy. Gale Acuff has had hundreds of poems published in a dozen countries and has authored three books of poetry. Her poems have appeared in Flatbush Review, Ascent, Reed, Arkansas Review, Poem, Birmingham Poetry Review, Florida Review, South Carolina Review, Carolina Quarterly, Roanoke Review, Ohio Journal, Sou'wester, South Dakota Review, North Dakota Quarterly, New Texas, Midwest Quarterly, Poetry Midwest, Adirondack Review, Worcester Review, Connecticut River Review, Delmarva Review, Maryland Poetry Review, Maryland Literary Review, George Washington Review, Pennsylvania Literary Journal, Ann Arbor Review, Plainsongs, Slant, Chiron Review, Coe Review, McNeese Review, Weber, War, Literature & the Arts, Aethlon, Able Muse, The Font, Teach.Write., Hamilton Stone Review, Cardiff Review, Tokyo Review, Indian Review, Muse India, Bombay Review, and many other journals. She has taught tertiary English courses in the US, PR China, and Palestine.