In the winter
with buried fists
and breath held
the bodies seek
one another

as the ice cracks open
sidewalk and skull
and the night stretches on
past morning
flesh shivers itself full.

bones drawing close
in the endless
dark spaces
warding off the chill

and smoke drifts in
and out of mouths
a flush climbing up
the jaw of

nothing about this
is soft
but we pretend.


Cara Neel is a queer Canadian-American writer and interaction designer. She is the youngest of three daughters and the tallest woman in her entire extended family. Her work has previously appeared in Rascal Journal,OUT/CAST, and will appear in the next online publication of Funicular. She has lived in Toronto, Montreal, San Francisco, and can currently be found in New York City.