Poetry: from PSALMS OF LAMENT FOR DIVINE IMPERATIVES by Jennifer Metsker
The noise between souls. When I listen I can hear it.
The noise between souls. When I listen I can hear it.
Be like milk for babes
My kid won’t stop screaming on this airplane
I was seventeen, in love with you—before the fire, before everything
we confuse footsteps with our whimpers
I wouldn’t tell you it’s copper. I’d send you back up to the jukebox in our mojito summer, sucking spearmint and lime. The chromium lemon of streetlights expanding, trailing the […]
You are the angleworm /and hook, its barb / bent back—
my shirt soaked in the scent / of magnolias
The year like all else/ is on the turn
sugar beach on green sea