My Poetry


She wants to touch the face of someone new
To breathe in the thick fog of them 
The weight of her, is back on track and
she wants to do more, to be insatiable

Things have to change or they’ll change her
and she’s taking it out on the floor,
pacing back and forth as if she
could be separate from what was parallel
from me or the clouds she longs for

I am waiting for her to look up from the 
horoscope section of the
Monday morning paper

Gemini by Kelley Stephens




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