Monday, April 3, 2017


The color teal pressed itself into my eyelids and I saw a firework sprawl.
Explode behind what was left.
I pictured giggling women.
Beach frolicking.
Filling dark bathtubs
in awe.
Surprised by the way corsets laced up
and left intricate marks
on the ones I've loved.
My entrancement is like worship
until I've run out of water.
Oh. Please.

Riley Welch

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