Today's poem is by Stevie Edwards


This is what I have to give you. Leftovers
that aren't vegan, not even food really—
burnt leather scraps for a heart, but my God,
I've been saving them for you.
I'll leave what I have at your feet
like a proud cat littering mice across the stoop.
So this is love. So this is entropy. I'll break
every bone in my feet running toward
the shiny gate of it.
The whole damn sky holds its breath.
Let me be holy and warm.
Let me be the exhale. The best wine.
The wish on every eyelash.

Copyright © 2015 Stevie Edwards All rights reserved
from Humanly
Small Doggies Press
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission

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