Gulping down my destination
I flee my feelings, bite my dreamings,
gurgle out a lonely sound
as I swallow them down.
The river runs
like a heart stabbing arrow
through the air,
in slow motion before it pierces.
A sailor offshore,
I gaze upon the pebbled horizon
how can I run away
(and stay away)
if I’ve never succeeded before?
Catie Wiley (she/they) is a lesbian writer from Maryland. She's a contributing editor for Story Magazine and a poetry reader for the winnow magazine. Their work appears in Wrongdoing Magazine, warning lines magazine, and The B'K among others. Find her on twitter @catiewiley or at catiewiley.wordpress.com.