This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Gustavus chapter and does not reflect the views of Her Campus.
Treading Water
Dark things lie
In the dark
Of the sea:
What was,
Once was, and
Can never be,
Undulating in
Strange disconnected
Trails of tulle, so —
Far — so shadowed —
Down there in the dark
Of the dark dark sea —
The pads of my feet
Are so small, so bare,
And so white.
Loves
I wore your love
Like a worn-out winter
Coat in mid-July,
Sweat-stains in the armpits,
A two-sided zipper
Stuck both ways.
By the time January came,
You were gone, took all the
Winter gear in town with you.
But I — I learned to dance
In the snow naked as a goddess,
Garlanded in flesh-pink
Heartsong,
Apple-fresh, pure,
Mine.
The Only Answer I Can Offer You at the Present Moment
My Silences
Have always been
My loudest
Screams, the
Chambers
Of my Mind
My safest Havens.