I’m never going to the mountains without a literary object again.
All our wishes made us thirsty,
ready to risk the rain in an already
drenched summer and we’re distracted
by radicals: minutes incessantly reminding
us that we’re at the edge of where we can
still measure the increments of desire.
We welcome the morning informally,
thrilled to find ourselves: two halves
close to being reversed, leaving other
broken states in a house of ecstasy.
Woman is “the lovely trembler.”
I was struck when I heard the word eros.
In class I was told that long ago there was a man,
Maybe a god, who had a partner who
Completed him. She filled the dotted lines
Where he could not. Something about a rib
Giving birth to submission, something about interlocking fingers
And finding your other half. But I think you’re just fine.
It struck me. Hard.
Typically— you do finish my leftovers
Typically— you make my head a little
You feel my breath before I’ve breathed in and
Taste the words from my lips before I know how
to thread them. But I think I’m just fine.
You do not complete me.
I was whole before I met you.
Still—there’s something about fullness, about refuge.
Something about absorption, about always. About how
I can’t let go, the way your eyelids bow—
When you tell me you love me. There’s something about eros
That reminds me not everyone
gets to rock you.
Oxford commas are important.
I slipped out somewhere between
Lord hear our prayer and I am not worthy:
Babies being baptized on a million dollar altar.
You make life look improper,
Like dying isn’t dirty.
Her strong ankles swell.
Mine, they just buckle.
And you can’t look at your mother
When porcelain babies are all
You can handle.
We only wiped spaghetti on your Shirt because we wanted to get to know you.
"On cold days a man can see his breath, on a hot day he can’t. On both occasions, the man breathes" (Zadie Smith’s White Teeth).
I would come running.
the heart falls where your chest is
and now a piece of me is a piece of the beach
and it falls just where it needs to be
and rests peacefully
so you just need to breath
to feel my heart against yours now
I think it’s good we won’t have to share doorways or change paths any more. We won’t have to feel bad any more.