Only Fools Rush In

February 21, 2018

 photo courtesy of Sophie Curie

 

Only fools rush in

I prefer the smell of things
Of hydrangea growing old
my sisters bedroom with the ceiling
it hovers close in

By the pond the little house smells of pine and Amish wood floorboards painted years ago still stand up
you lay down flat I feel the world stop spinning

My hands stop shaking
smell the side of your neck again and again
I am rushing though
And end up remembering
your legs felt mouth tasted
And, the feel of that very cold pond water
after wanting it for so long.

August 17, 2017

Christianna Hannum is a featured writer for the Free to Dream Magazine blog. 

 

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