Sunday, August 15, 2021

No Sleeping Through It By Alicia Mathias


 
  sloshes of ink

splash my palm

   split my wrist



and translate

  a cloud's

       ache



     storms reignite

     and jump

           tracks


      trains

  are runaway

   words



            flicking

        bits

            of tornado



   i will let them

          wear

                    me







Alicia Mathias is a writer, artist, and photographer. Her poems and/or artwork, can be seen in: Ann Arbor Review, The Bitter Oleander, bradlaughsfinger, The Canopy Review, Chiron Review, Clockwise Cat, Fearless, January Review Journal, SetU Magazine, Newington Blue Press, Porter Gulch Review, The Rye Whiskey Review, Sore Dove Press, Unlikely Stories Mark V,  and elsewhere. She lives in New York, with her favorite muse, Zeppelin the Wonder Cat. 

1 comment:

  1. Amazingly powerful imagery in you’re poem thankyou for sharing 💕

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