Good morning. Today’s poetry comes to us from a former and continuing contributor to The Beautiful Stuff’s Poetry Anthology. Ms. Byrne has a knack for gripping the guts with her poetry and, as an almost graduated student at the University of Boulder, she is finding her way with a powerful voice in the world.
Elliana spends her days reading (sometimes for fun…most times for class), daydreaming, and writing. She studies English Lit and dabbles in short stories and poetry when possible. She enjoys life best curled up with a good book and her cat, Gil. You can read her work in last year’s anthology “No Small Things” (https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1692331558/ref=ppx_yo_dt_b_asin_title_o00_s00?ie=UTF8&psc=1
And now this:
Clean Slate I want to wipe away the grievances of your skin and its heated strokes against mine and darken the unforgiving universes of your eyes that know and do not know me. But the treasonous mind casts wayward glances, over shoulders turned cold and the love and ache of wounds that should be healed over resound in weakening heart beats. The disloyal heart casts out lines and currents that have battled the boards of my ship and sunk it deep, now lies desolate and quiet a tomb on the ocean floor waiting, in vain, for a tug of interest. My dissonant soul vibrates in time to the sound of yours even when the harmonic waves shake my teeth and dislodge my brain and seize my nerve endings and tell me to clean you off close my eyes, turn my back to and cut the lines cover ears and regain what once was me.