Saturday, September 3, 2022

Mars in Leo by Leah Mueller

You come on 
like a forest fire,
but I am half-asleep.

Ten years younger,
you still stoke the furnace
every day. 

I am content to sleep in
and shuffle to the kitchen
for coffee. 

What will
become of us? 
We met in flames, 

but will die 
in earth, sooner 
than either of us
imagined.

I could have a 
seventy-year-old beau
with real estate,

instead of a slacker musician
who works at 
Ace Hardware,

but oh, 
the warmth.

We’ll go cold too soon.
Go ahead 
and poke the embers.





Leah Mueller is the author of ten prose and poetry books. Her work appears in Rattle, Midway Journal, Citron Review, The Spectacle, Miracle Monocle, Outlook Springs, Atticus Review, Your Impossible Voice, etc. It has also been featured in trees, shop windows in Scotland, poetry subscription boxes, and literary dispensers throughout the world. Her flash piece, "Land of Eternal Thirst" will appear in the 2022 edition of Sonder Press' "Best Small Fictions" anthology. Visit her website at www.leahmueller.org.


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