ecstasy

we are tall we are terrible

we are scarred & otherwise marked

we writhe naked in ecstasy of peace

in nests of new grass

replete in jagged youth

in love

Death lusting for us

blood in its eyes.

Reviews

[Cheyenne Lee]

Although I'm only 24, this poem makes me long for my youth (even though I'm still very young haha). You've captured both the fleeting nature of youth and the ever-present promise of death in such few words. Though, after rereading it a few times, I feel this can signify not just a young person's mortality, but a romantic relationship. This is beautiful.