ON THE LAST WEDNESDAY by A.M. BRANT

I will come hard
On the couch
Tell me you like it deep
That is it for me
This salt ache
I can hold you in my mouth
For the rest of my life if I want to
Feel the pressure release quiet
Night refrigerator hums cars pass by
I have packed the pots and pans
Boxes sharpy scribbled and waiting
Building toward being rid of these
Walls this ache will I carry it with me


A.M. Brant’s poems have appeared in Salt Hill Journal, Blue Earth Review, Ninth Letter, and elsewhere. She teaches writing at the University of Pittsburgh and women’s and gender studies at Carlow University. She lives in Pittsburgh.

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