T.R. Poulson


TR Poulson studies creative writing at the University of Nevada, Reno. Her work has appeared in Alehouse, Main Channel Voices, Brushfire, and anthologized in A Dream in the Clouds. When not reading or writing, she enjoys windsurfing, zumba, kickboxing, and basketball. Source 

Long Shot

for Rich Strike


I have been the player benched

at tip-off, game by game, watched nets dance

with leather, felt the storm and wrench

of clumsy. I defied it. Made my chance

in cones lined up on pavement. Only

the sun to coach my feet, my hands.

I have been that lonely.


I have sought bouquets of crimson roses,

hid beyond the slides and swings at recess,

played in fields, held my princess poses

among the calves. I have worn a dress

and asked a boy to dance, as Sony

speakers belted love. He didn’t say yes.

I have been that lonely.


I have drained a three point shot, the one

that glitters memory like waves curl to sand,

felt all of that and more in a man’s hand.

I kicked, slapped, not knowing I had won

everything. When the long shot bites the pony

after he wins the roses, I understand.

I have been that lonely.





Literary Movements:


Anthology Years:



Memory & The Past

Music & Sports

Literary Devices:

After Poems

A poem where the form, theme, subject, style, or line(s) is inspired by the work another poet.


the repetition of the same letter or sound at the beginning of words appearing in succession


an expression designed to call something to mind without mentioning it explicitly; an indirect or passing reference


a recurrence of the same word or phrase two or more times


a comparison between two unlike things using the words “like” or “as”