Intangible By Jenna Restel

One more shot

before meeting the floor,

sinking into the hardwood. 

Sweat from my skin, 

spilled bourbon, 

and tears all come together. 

The room moves

as I lay still, and your face 

somehow evident in my mind. 

So, erasure, impossible, 

dark liquor, reliable,

and misery,

eternal. 

Jenna Restel is a New Jersey based writer. She explores grief, memory, trauma and bad habits. You may find her published poetry in Keeping the Flame Alive, Bionik Pu$$y, Rust Belt Press, Crying Heart Press, and more.