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Alicia Mathias (4 poems)

CONSUME

 

between open
and ache

breathe
your name

near the end
a verb

where you
began

to write me
closer

to you
falling

back in
side

the black 
hole

of your
being

Black and White Patch of Snow Outside My Bedroom Window

  where

two

 zebras

rested

 snug                                                                                          

in early

 Spring

far from

 home

traveling

 through

my mid-

 day

 

    dream

 

our

   typed

love

 

   letters

 

        melt

 

     as my

           hair

 

                         snags

 

                   in

            rivers

 

                                 of

                                     your

                                   

                                                                                     

                                                                           absence

crash

when my mind
runs
Out of ink

and forgets
how to write you
Back to me

swans trail
cobalt lines
Of moon

long from summer
bruised
Skies

where I hear
your voice
Unmasked

roars 
of a nose dive
Silver-seared

 la tristesse durera toujoursVincent van Gogh

Last Words

sometimes
when i see
 his Wheat

field
with Crows

 I make

up
my mind
 alone

decide
to move
 blue

long
into
 death

holding
his
 hand

on 
a
 whim

Alicia Mathias is a poet, photographer, and singer. Her poems have appeared in: Unlikely Stories Mark V, The Bitter Oleander, Ann Arbor Review, January Review Journal, and The Canopy Review, with new work forthcoming in Clockwise Cat, and elsewhere. She lives and writes in New York, with her favorite muse, Zeppelin the Wonder Cat.

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