The First Time I Stop Breathing
by Lena Judith Drake
I feel like molasses,
all heavy-lidded eyes. Somewhere by the crook of my elbow,
you say
I never thought I'd let anyone get this close.
My words answer brokenly, fingers in your hair,
and our dark wine movements make
peace with suffocation.
- - -
Bio: Lena Judith Drake is the editor-in-chief of Breadcrumb Scabs magazine. She is a Creative Writing and Women & Gender Studies double major at Grand Valley State University.
by Lena Judith Drake
I feel like molasses,
all heavy-lidded eyes. Somewhere by the crook of my elbow,
you say
I never thought I'd let anyone get this close.
My words answer brokenly, fingers in your hair,
and our dark wine movements make
peace with suffocation.
- - -
Bio: Lena Judith Drake is the editor-in-chief of Breadcrumb Scabs magazine. She is a Creative Writing and Women & Gender Studies double major at Grand Valley State University.
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