Poem titled "Maine in Hayward" by Nora Cowen. On a sky blue background, a bed in front of a giant lime slice is being hit with waves as stars rain down on it. The poem reads: "nautical stars map the highway up from frozen skin three sets of blue-hued only notion of kin glimmering locks of fine dusted time opened to the world as knife cuts through lime thumbs splayed out hips shake with each pass black and white photographs kisses on open grass creaky old beds nanny's flannel sheet heights marked on door frame ancient beach rocks break small feet"