beside a lake in torino

small doses of fear taper breath. cutting short all we can inhale. i found you sleepy at the bottom of the pond. your hair wet with trepidation. my spine stiff. hands calm. i will feed you pancakes at midnight. i will watch birds preen with you. i will wait till the seasons stop changing.

-n.nigro 2017.

Posted on October 31, 2018 .