“Voyage Season”, a poem about living and loving and leaving, is out in Abyss & Apex this month!
I hope you read it and enjoy both, the poem and the beautiful artwork John C. Mannone has made for it. 🌼
“If I was a dandelion and the wind blew me away
would you follow me?”
“But how would you find me?”
“I don’t know. But that’s not the point, is it?”
“Then what is?”
“I’m the wind.”
You purr when I love you with my hands,
did you know?
A sound like a storm inside your chest,
where contentment and pleasure battle to rip your skin,
and bloom from your mouth,
and the only reason they stay inside
is your stubbornness,
and the promise of sleep,
and maybe my arms around you.
You purr and my bones mend,
did you know?
We meet in the middle.
The lavender field bursts with quiet.
The book in my hands a relic
of my imagination and my once-found peace
The dirt on your cheeks confesses
long hours of work.
Your shirt isn’t tucked in your pants.
As the sky loses its boundaries with the lavender blossoms
and the blush on your ears pulls me closer,
I think back on that scene I read earlier in the train.
About the woman that was searching for
her soul at the roots of the riverside trees.
I wonder if she found it,
like I found you.
you ask me why I don’t sleep at night,
why I work while everyone is dreaming,
what makes the absence of light a preference,
it’s not that I don’t understand your question,
or that I don’t have an answer,
but I’m afraid you’ll not listen
how loud are your thoughts
in the dark,
like being underwater,
when your heartbeat echoes in your bones,
beat after beat after beat
while the oxygen burns in your lungs,
it’s like that for me when everyone’s dreams
a deep blue silence that keeps my body afloat
and my mind from drowning