by Lindsey
make the sirens louder than
the rain and wind and main
the roiling sea around me likes to
flood skin with blue stain
drag me into slumber
sing the music of my
pain
is it the lightning or the wave
that pleasures in joy slain?
out here there is no castle
ocean drinks my salt greedily
miles between the floor and my feet
warm heart wriggles helplessly
around my bones cobwebs have grown
of guilt that festers my sleep
there is no rest for those who test
the tides of time and neap
somewhere under drunken skies
that crackle with gray rage
a girl is afloat but adrift
she is lost within a cage
but the glittering glass carpet
will smooth into her stage
if she takes the tome into her hands
and turns the heavy page
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Lindsey is a Californian writer and Adjunct Professor. After receiving her undergraduate degree in Creative Writing from the University of California, Riverside, she went on to receive a graduate degree in Education. She was the 2021 recipient of the Maurya Simon Poetry Award, and her work has appeared in Your Impossible Voice, Route 7 Review, and the RCLS Literacy Services Anthology. She is forever chasing the freedom of the written word.
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