Poetry

Moon by Tara Tevald

“Those dreary skies and pouring rains that keep you from me./When I can only hope to see glimpses of you in dreams.”

“the spiraling/of/thoughts/into worries and”

“Your little heart soared at the thought /Of all the paths you could choose from”

“our brains were cultivated by chaos/literature and rebellion”

“there’s a child in a feathery nest/being fed bright orange gummy worms/by two-headed pterodactyls”

“I look at you/the way I wish you’d look at me.”

“I have entered with nothing/So they can’t take anything”

“The survival of a planet resting on one alien’s shoulders./Shoulders with secrets of a culture he barely remembers.”

“Others have moved in then out again/A lot of what is genuinely out there is gone/Succumbed to corporatized safety”

“Imagining your hands/Slowly sliding over mine/Winter turns to spring”