
Typewriter Series #2639 by Tyler Knott Gregson
Thoughts of fabric, of lace,
thoughts of shoulder blades
and swallows upon them,
thoughts of the negative space
all that dress will never cover.
Swiftly I depart, leave my body
alone on front porch
and find my way over mountain range
and river, over pine forest and gorge.
I’ll return when you do,
bring me back with what you carry,
tuck me, sew me, into the folds
of all that material.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
Published on June 18, 2019 17:47