TO THE ENDINGS
PUBLISHED POETRY INCLUDED IN MY FORTHCOMING COLLECTION: LETTERS TO NOWHERE
she will not carelessly discard
these moments. the statutes
and possessions. conversations
preserved in wax. i know the smell
of sugar on your breath. the simple
and complex, guarded for so long,
locked away behind forged smiles
and silver keys, shrouded in smoke.
it won’t be careless. wrap memories
in parchment and place them
on a high shelf, away from
the warping touch of sunlight,
away from my desire to care.
the oyster and her hard-won pearl,
smeared together through tears and sand,
years and death, pried open
and iridescent when day-shine
regresses and mother moon stretches
holy fingers through the blackness
to gently cradle her shell.
Originally published in Scarlet Leaf Review, as “Oyster,” December 2019
Rachel Baila