Picaroon Poetry - Issue #10 - September 2017
We have a strange and wonderful line up for Issue #10 - including (but not limited to) smugglers, dinners, literary icons, an octopus, a tapir, pop stars, and the passage of time. Featuring poetry by Stephen Daniels, Stella Bahin, John Grey, Claire Lloyd, Lorraine Carey, Kathleen Latham, Natalie Crick, Leda Muscatello, Billy Malanga, Sarah Shirley, Pat Edwards, Monique Byro, James Croal Jackson, D. Dallas, Neil Fulwood, Howie Good, Michele Stepto, Tristan Moss, Joe Cottonwood, S.E. Acton, Brett Evans, Samuel Kendall, Philip Flynn, Belinda Rimmer, J.A. Sutherland, Kathleen Strafford, Catriona Yule, Patricia Walsh, Nick Romeo, J.P. Bohannon, and Hannah Stone. Enjoy!
We have a strange and wonderful line up for Issue #10 - including (but not limited to) smugglers, dinners, literary icons, an octopus, a tapir, pop stars, and the passage of time.
Featuring poetry by Stephen Daniels, Stella Bahin, John Grey, Claire Lloyd, Lorraine Carey, Kathleen Latham, Natalie Crick, Leda Muscatello, Billy Malanga, Sarah Shirley, Pat Edwards, Monique Byro, James Croal Jackson, D. Dallas, Neil Fulwood, Howie Good, Michele Stepto, Tristan Moss, Joe Cottonwood, S.E. Acton, Brett Evans, Samuel Kendall, Philip Flynn, Belinda Rimmer, J.A. Sutherland, Kathleen Strafford, Catriona Yule, Patricia Walsh, Nick Romeo, J.P. Bohannon, and Hannah Stone.
Enjoy!
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Monique Byro<br />
Honey Hearts<br />
Flipping flapjacks,<br />
I think about hideouts.<br />
Your fingers still trapped in my hair after hours that felt like seconds of our<br />
favorite naps,<br />
and the time you let me practice my prom makeup on you, so I would know<br />
what I was working with. You ended up looking better than I did anyway.<br />
Syrupy sweet,<br />
love like bottomless breathlessness.<br />
Adoration admonishing everything I’ve ever known.<br />
An adventure awaiting at each meeting.<br />
We would skip research to go to the beach, or the junkyard, or your backseat,<br />
and we’d research each other instead.<br />
Becoming burnt,<br />
honey is hardening.<br />
Things left unsaid, undermining, unwarranted.<br />
Silver memories keep calmness a chrysalis.<br />
And in making breakfast for you<br />
I am calling a truce, truest.<br />
Knowing that those times will never come again,<br />
inklings of the indefinite leave us fuzzy but free.<br />
Greasy and grimy,<br />
we’re on top.