New Decade

by Emma Dwyer

 

SPIT OUT THE SADNESS & KEEP IT IN YOUR LOCKET LIKE BABY TEETH

DISAPPEAR ONE SELF TO CREATE ANOTHER AND KEEP PORTRAITS IN

BOTTLES  ON YOUR WINDOWSILL. 

A LOVE POTION BREWED BY MY INNER CHILD 

THE TREASURES OF YOUTH SUNKEN IN SUNLIGHT 

CARVE ME OUT OF PIGMENT 

AND THE PENMANSHIP OF YOUR BEST FRIEND 

WHO SAVED YOU? HOW? 

BEAUTIFUL THINGS ALWAYS LEAVE AND ALWAYS RETURN 

IN THE WHIR OF PLASTIC AND WHIMSY  

FIGMENT 

COTTON CANDY IN THE PURPLE MIST OF HIGH SCHOOL DIRT ROAD

TRUCK  RIDES ON WEDNESDAY NIGHTS 

SILK RIBBON EMBRACING THE THROATS OF MY FRIENDS,

TIED EMOTIONS AS IGNEOUS, BURNING AND SLOSHING 

POWER IN THE HANDS OF SELFISH, COURAGEOUS PEOPLE IS THE WORST

THING. INK ON PAPER AS SEX. 

TRANSFIGURATION 

AS SEX IS IN OUR NATURE— 

WHAT DO WE GAIN WHEN WE ARE DESIRED? 

AND I GET DIZZY FROM THE SCENT OF YOUR SWEAT 

SUNDAYS SWAY AND WAVER IN JOY AND CELEBRATION. 

STAGGERING IN THE SUN 

PEARL UNDERTONES SEEPING UP HER LONG HAIR 

AND THE GUST OF MAGIC AT MIDNIGHT IN THE NEVER-SLEEPING CITIES.

TIP YOUR HEAD BACK TO THE SUN— 

AND SING 

WITH ALL OF YOUR LEGS.

Emma Dwyer (she/her) is an aspiring young poet, singer, and visual artist born in Michigan and currently living in Brooklyn, New York. Her primary interests lie in exploring the concepts of wisdom, eros, and visual, aural, and emotional beauty. Follow her on Instagram @emmadwyerr.