The woman kept commenting on my skin
20’s be more magnificent
be able to have
a stake in magnificence
& the whole time
I want my foot to be braced
behind your calf
I’m hunting you
discipline I’m hunting for some
way to press
against you
& I wore this tank top
to contrast my complications
the inferno the vibration the blonde bright bright white
I’m almost aware of your cheekbones, the woman says.
Your stare across the table
it is now intricate
& drunk
it is okay to move away
   from me it is
what happens
in my throat   stepping back
it doesn’t make you want any less
to know what my body could take
if it was yours
if hair and palm
if that heat
Kelly Forsythe


Kelly Forsythe

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