after Olivia Snowdrop Imagine us / sat around a fire / the three of us / with darkness nestled / between our shoulders / between the years. Imagine aeroplane trails / above us / the impermanence of pollution / masquerading as clouds / the three of us / wishing we could float / and disappear. … Continue reading The three of us
after Emily Perkovich Between these pages you will find the witnesses to the ink staining the soft side of our palms. Our truth gleaming in mottled gold, rivulets of alloy for every heart we have broken, most often our own. We are bruised - too honest for your own good. Hiding in plain sight; taking … Continue reading The Poet as an Open Book
after Laura Gilpin I am the two-headed calf; the beast with a burden. Scars and scabs I cannot peel or wear as smiles or storylines. I am hideously on show - all this human - put me in a museum and watch my breath fog up the glass; the alarms will balk at my audacity … Continue reading Dripping in formaldehyde
after Traci Brimhall Begin beneath a cold moon, wish upon a star and hope it is not a cloudy night. Begin with a quiet kiss, against glass or the back of your hand, taste yourself: learn you are more, than sugar, than spice, than all things nice. Begin with a tiny bird in winter, squeeze … Continue reading How to write a love poem
