She liked the crunch of the white snow.
The androgynous bulk of orange
encapsulating her long frame. In town
there were double takes and a sense
of foreboding. You look sixteen, her father said
on seeing her in new ballet clothes.
She was eleven. Bringing down her first
pheasant felt natural. She could imagine
getting pheasants to fall from the sky
without a gun. She could imagine
herself all in white like the fallen snow.

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MEG JOHNSON is the author of the full length poetry collection Inappropriate Sleepover (The National Poetry Review Press, 2014) which was a NewPages Editor's Pick and the runner-up for the Rousseau Prize for Literature. Her second book, The Crimes of Clara Turlington, won the 2015 Vignette Collection Award and is forthcoming from Vine Leaves Press (December 2015). Her poems have appeared in Chiron Review, Hobart, Midwestern Gothic, Nashville Review, Painted Bride Quarterly, Slipstream Magazine, Sugar House Review, Superstition Review, Verse Daily, Word Riot, and others. She won an Academy of American Poets Prize in 2013 and has been a Best of the Net nominee. Meg started dancing at a young age and worked professionally in the performing arts for many years. She is the founding editor of Dressing Room Poetry Journal and received her MFA in creative writing from the NEOMFA Program in 2014. She has taught writing at Iowa State University and University of Akron. She has served as a judge for Poetry Out Loud (Iowa) and as an evaluator for the Madison (Wisconsin) Arts Commission. Meg will be the guest judge for the 2016 Vignette Collection Award (Submission Deadline: February 28, 2016). Meg’s hobbies include watching old movies, going to baseball games, buying, wearing, and reselling dresses, and dog-sitting. She has been a night owl her whole life, is generally restless, and drinks too much Diet Mountain Dew. Her website is: megjohnson.org and she blogs at: megjohnsonmegjohnson.blogspot.com

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