2010s · All the Tiny Anchors · Poetry

Daylight

Your arm hit the blinds
they swung like a pendulum
brightlight
brightlight
piercing my eyes you
held up your hand
to stop the sun
to shade my face
it felt just like love
so I sunk
into you
in the silence

First published in First Literary Review East and included in All the Tiny Anchors.

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