Wednesday, November 14, 2018

Overread at Booth 3: "Perhaps It May Seem Impertinent"

Perhaps it may seem impertinent

                                to imagine you as you might

                                have been, at a different time,

                                                in a different age – say,

                                                in 1986, with your bare foot

                                propped upon the passenger door –

                                window open, August night air

                                creeping into the car like

                my fingers wend through your hair,

                                trace your neckline, peeling back

                                the collar of your shirt from the

                                sweat of your skin, and

                                the curve of your shoulders, so

                                                ivory in moonlight.


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