“Bodies,” “Another Failed Poem about Unrequited Love,” and “Synesthesia” are three darkly sensual poems by Lauren Milici featured in our Spring 2016 issue.
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“Bodies”
STILL. TOGETHER WE
smell of burning; lit votive
candles. Hit me, he said
so I did. Save me, so
I did. Right through new sheets, bled
and fucked like glass breaking. Once
tasted; skin, like unfinished portraits.
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“Another Failed Poem about Unrequited Love”
WHEN YOU DREAM
of me your wife
is dead. I wear nothing
but thigh highs and hot
desperation. I wait
at the foot of your bed,
in the dark.
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“Synesthesia”
WHEN IT DISSOLVES
on your tongue,
stare out
at the bay.
Say, We need this.
Let her tremble
beside you.
Remind her
why she’s
here.
Watch her nod
as if your lips
were God.
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LAUREN MILICI is a poet and journalist who believes that the best art is derived from naked honesty. She frequently posts drafts, sketches, and musings at her website, laurenemilici.com.
