[RealPoetik] Shamala Gallagher
RealPoetik Magazine
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Tue Nov 4 18:23:05 PST 2014
JULY
For months I eat only
apples I keep
them in my closet I return palming
the oil of
their smell
Deep skins red as between the teeth
Now you lie in his arms
proud as a stretched leg
Listen it is near midsummer and our friends are fucking
in the twilight smoking
in the brambles is it getting too late
If I eat only apples I am not thin yet
will my bones be like the edges of a bowl
DIRT MOUTH
The radish
glares and thickens
on its red
hidden string
but who knows
if the beets
will
root:
bull-dark,
cheeks stained
chocolate:
whole and blood-
certain
as my
brute ache
for you
in the night
*Shamala Gallagher*'s chapbook *I Learned the Language of Barbs and Sparks
No One Spoke* is forthcoming from dancing girl press in 2015. She holds an
MFA from the Michener Center for Writers and lives in Athens, Georgia.
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