recent feels x
white teeth against pink,
red, rosy, lips of cracked skin-
that stretch and thin over grinning mouths
like the cheshire cat of wonderland south.
puffed up cheeks that ache,
happily, a pain of joy and a fire
cast in my eyes that won’t dim-
won’t fade even as the flames move
and shift
and spark
down my chest
warm my bones
and erupt in my stomach.
Paige Briscoe 