Traces of a Warm Veil Along the Calf Muscle
“It’s so wet here,” she said.
“And your body moves around me.”
These grey-and-blue-spotted mornings, flavoured with something
addicting at 70 degrees.
The cool breeze on a neck while driving towards the coast
before the sun has come up.
But the sun never comes up
anymore. The clouds hold us.
It’s hard to see a point
on the horizon
on the other side of
so many convoluted stories.
Like veils. Maybe it’s cold.
Everything doesn’t have to be warm
blankets and warm hands and
skin pressed against skin
green tea with honey every morning.
The Landscape We Left on Each Other by Lauren Elle DeGaine is a Blasted Tree collection of poetry.
ISBN [Digital]: 978-1-987906-37-0
Cover Design by Kyle Flemmer