December 2010 - Comments Off

Daisy: Gainseville, FL

Emmet Penney '11

You wick the sweat from the small
of his back in the darkest corner

of the pool hall. It’s hurricane
season and rain comes down in fat

fists. With their bed sheets as sails
children catch the wind. Briefly,

they hover above the cracks
in the pavement. To forget the weight

of your body you put his hand
to your throat. How can you even

ask to leave.


About the Author: Emmet Penney '11 was born in Chicago, IL. He now lives in White Creek, NY and spends most of his time reading and writing.

Published by: in Poetry, Volume 67: Issue 1

Comments are closed.