The poetry of Devon Balwit

track 3

Sunday bells

and shrill


always more
than I know

to do with,

but less
than I need.




track 5

before gestating
furious wind,

venom floods
our venous

highway. before

uttering the un-

word, the mirror

its accusations.

a mobius

of destination and
starting point.

Devon Balwit lives scarily close to the Cascadia Subduction Zone. She has six chapbooks and three collections out in the world. Her individual poems can be found here as well as in journals such as The Cincinnati Review, apt, Posit, Cultural Weekly,  The Plath Poetry Project, Peacock Journal, The Free State Review, etc. For more, see her website at:

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