Love was

C.N.P Poetry 

  • Cathexis Northwest Press

Love was

By: E. Alexandra

a house, you  didn’t trust, would not step  foot in, could not breathe in,   a sunken ship, caverns, you only just crawled out of, I dug my toes in the bristles  of a pink polka-dotted mat, Welcome, you paced a hawk, clawing at your skin,  eclipsed -  the sun, your eyes transfixed, a single blade of grass, you -  seemed like a man in need of a task, river beds carved  on your face  by raging waters, not  caused by me 




E. Alexandra is a psychologist living in New Mexico. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in Eastern Iowa Review, Prometheus Dreaming, and unstamatic. She is working on a collection of short stories.

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