Today's poem is by Stacie Cassarino
I admit, I am afraid of isolation,
and of the way the land breaks off here
and of the woman who says forever
moving her tongue along my skin
like she means it.
If I believe her, I will suffer.
If I don't believe her, I will suffer.
Who has never wanted to be unneeding?
One year since I've seen the mountains
or had proof love could be enough.
The mind loves hope.
Dumb heart, come down from the walnut tree.
All the distance is ultimately a lie.
In Alaska, the heart was a fourteen-pound King.
In Seattle, she held a fishing pole to the sky.
I will remember this version of me.
I will remember loganberry, fishscales, the future,
the letter that says: love can sidewind.
Dear god, it is years since I've prayed.
I understand the birds are holy.
I understand the body leads us to love, or
this is one way of knowing the world.
Copyright © 2006 Stacie Cassarino All rights reserved
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