The moon—a shard from a sternum. Your lips—
Two question marks, together facing,
Non-rhetoric. Is this what it feels like to be
Immortal? To live in an instance
You’ll remember forever. Moments like these
As ephemeral as love bites—
A nose on a collar-bone, a hand on a thigh,
Whispering Nordic myths into the night
I’m melting like tarmac—
This joy is fragile as heat in July.
Hiya, I'm Maria, a creative writing BA student at Lancaster University, an associate editor for 'SCAN newspaper', and am the founder and president of the Lancaster Poetry Society. I was awarded Poet of the Year (Lancaster, 2022) and so far, in my short career, have had poetry published in 'Pile Press' and 'Flash Fiction Mag'.
Comments