Katrina Kaye
We forgot
how to touch.
Our bodies go
through the motion,
the repetition.
The pulse
and flex;
it is
too much.
It is
not enough.
You sleep
beside me,
only a
whisper away,
yet I can’t
remember
what your hands
feel like
on my body.
I like to
tell myself,
it is easy to
fall back into
place.
But these
pieces have
turned jagged,
misshaped,
rough to touch.
On nights
like this,
I prefer to
sleep alone.
Katrina Kaye
i stayed up
too late
nursing wounds
that can’t be seen
the rising sun is sharp
in the window
beckoning
for two hours
i linger
hidden in bed frame
and cotton sheets
skin tight
too many exposed nerves
not enough backbone
i want to
stay pinned
butterfly to board
preserved in
my solemnity
it is too much
to ask
must i rise
again
“must i” is previously published in Rabbits for Luck (2016).
This morning I saw a coyote and two roadrunners on my morning run, and since I am not one to deny fate, it seemed like a good spark for writing.
For today’s prompt: What animals are appearing to you today? What might they symbolize? What message might they carry? Why do you think they appeared to you? Try to look beyond the animals you see daily (pets, ants, etc), and see what unexpected creature may appear.
Chasing Rabbits 
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