Vignette of a Hotel Room Before Dawn
In this itchy, muggy place we once called a palace,
you are pretending to sleep in the wide bed,
draped like a costume ghost in white sheets,
cigarillo breath blowing stiffly toward the door.
The TV is blinking quietly back at me, bright
as morning. A few more hours, just. A few more
hours, just. My heart sits empty as a cardboard
toilet paper roll. You said you'd been dreaming
of the apocalypse, gangs of iron teeth grinding,
children crying, their splintered knuckles dragging
on uprooted floorboards. You woke up screaming,
"I'll kill you! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"
Your soft hands perverted with violence. At night
I shut the fan off just to spite you. The linen damp
with sweat. I touch my nose, check for blood.
A few more hours, just. A few more hours, just.
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We Never Noticed
Texture of thighs warped by welts,
the sound of her skin crying out,
an asterisk. The decay evident
in her small mouth, rumors sprawling
through the weeds like purple deadnettle,
only to devour the rain.
It was a long dark drive, she said,
with her voice in her hands,
and the smoke clung to her like burdock.
We warned her against feeling
so terribly alive, rampaging
bare through mud and moss
as if loss itself would blossom
in her like victory. As if
the victory is in stripping down
to nothing but night and brutal honesty,
looking out through windchilled eyes
and wondering. How ill her gaze,
how strange and yellow her questions.
Sister of bruises, always shifting shape.
But she was a poet, she wore passion
like a third-degree burn.
In the morning, by the grace of god,
she stood up and dried off.
Elizabeth Burnam was born and raised in a yellow trailer in Syracuse, New York, keeping secrets and getting her feet dirty. In May of 2018, she graduated from Champlain College with a degree in Professional Writing. Her work has been published in the Raven Chronicles Journal, The Coffin Bell Journal, The Inquisitive Eater, Libero Magazine, Introvert, Dear and more.