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He was a black hole in a suit. An abyss in a necktie. And he sat down next to her on the train.
I’m a mess
A profaner of tombs
Devoted to graves
Except mine.
we kiss good-bye;
I wait for the kettle to boil. I am
happily waiting.
I sleep on the left side of the bed
so you can be on the right
the soft drum of your snore
signaling peaceful dreams
making me smile
love is not you but a driving beat disguised in fast-moving glamour
You make a landscape with tiny things
Turn late-night buns into morning seas
we are wrestling for the same
hooks in time
we are bitter catches
broken holed and punchy
I fell in love with this city through your eyes
and from the back of taxi cabs.
i am a city mad with fear
with sunshine eating up bodies in the open air
Photo by Gayatri Malhotra on Unsplash Debatri Das is a student studying English Literature in Kolkata, India. Her work has previously appeared in LangLit, Muse India and Esthesia Magazine. Her interests include feminism, gender constructions and how that operates within her immediate surrounding. Things they said to young girls i.…….Don’t say that you don’t like this ………Or you…
Carly Maria Hubbard earned her BA in Creative Writing from DePaul University. Her poetry has appeared in Crook & Folly, Pentimento, and Hooligan Magazine and her flash fiction in formercactus and Flash Fiction Magazine. She is an accidental one-time winner of the Uptown Poetry Slam and often suspects that the spirit of Lucille Clifton is trying to contact her. Currently, Carly is…