the columbia review
Newly, rendered, truly Kelly Hoffer
newly, truly, bluely ever madly, sadly, blue blue blue, raw and bluely piece of meat, awfully raw and tender. tenderly. ready for the swoon to fool me, dropped into a pool of cooling lust. or a sentence seamed with stitching nectar. bitten full of pollen. bees sip from the mottled fool of me, even as a flower spools sweet things beside. necked and fought, came by myself. nursing a bitter back of the throat. try to shape my mouth a poppy ringed with dew, my neck a greening nape. I come off inelegant—something borrowed, something burrowed. unseemly. lustering. laying my pleasure across the bed, if I give you a phrase will you supply the subject, if I tell the moon a phase will she bring me a spot of light to hang among my singly, madly, deepening blue.
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