Swollen face. Tears
like hot glue. All these days
stuck wet to the skin.
My life is an arrow pointed
at the dusk-blue sky
and the dusk-blue sky is an arrow
pointed back at me. A bird sings.
I say things that may not be true.
A man in an orange vest jackhammers
the hell out of the concrete parking lot
outside my therapist’s office as I sob.
He jackhammers the hell out of it.
Tara Burke is one of fifty Colorado poets featured in the Punch Drunk Anthology. Support small press and pick up a copy online today:
Tara Shea Burke is a queer poet from the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia. She served as poetry editor and co-creator for several small literary journals, and is a guest editor and board member for Sinister Wisdom, a Multicultural Lesbian Literature and Arts Journal. Her chapbook Let the Body Beg was published in 2014, and recent poems can be found in Adrienne, Tinderbox Poetry Journal, Minola Review, Whale Road Review, and forthcoming from Glass: A Poetry Journal, Rogue Agent, and Yes, Poetry. She has taught in Virginia, New Mexico, and Colorado. www.tarasheaburke.com
Featured image by Dayne Topkin