Katrina Kaye
Night is
a tapestry
hung over
shoulders,
rough wool
against
brown skin.
I feel you,
arms around
my body,
a cradle
of green
and gold.
“Armor” is previously published in Saturday’s Sirens (2020).
Katrina Kaye
Night is
a tapestry
hung over
shoulders,
rough wool
against
brown skin.
I feel you,
arms around
my body,
a cradle
of green
and gold.
“Armor” is previously published in Saturday’s Sirens (2020).
Katrina Kaye
we wanted wings
for the fine weather
but it’s much
colder
one hundred feet
in the air
we did not
anticipate the chill
so we flew rapid
trying to chase
body heat
back into our veins
into our hearts
beating blackened wings
through the memory
of awkward shaped clouds
which lack the reprieve
of heaven
“Blackbird” is previously published in To Anyone Who Has Ever Loved a Writer (2014).
Katrina Kaye
Like a sunburn, I know
you will absorb into me
and fade into memory.
The impression of your
hands leave no stain.
“Impermanence” is previously published in September (2014).

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