IMAGINE I’M SMALL. IMAGINE I’M SO SMALL
YOU COULD POP ME IN YOUR MOUTH & I’D SLEEP
UNDER YOUR TONGUE. THINK A CROSS BETWEEN
TIC-TACS AND HONEY I SHRUNK THE KIDS, BUT SEXY.
TOGETHER WE’D TALK ABOUT YOUR DAY, ABOUT
THE WEATHER. WE’D DREAM OF CAMPFIRES,
WHETHER BAGEL BITES ARE REALLY AS GOOD
AS WE REMEMBER.
IN THIS STORY, I’M SMALL BECAUSE YOU WANT
TO HOLD ME CLOSE. I’M SMALL BECAUSE WE NEVER
HAVE ENOUGH TIME TOGETHER AND THIS COULD JUST
WORK. THIS COULD SAVE US. I’M SO DAMN
SMALL, YOU COULD LOSE ME IN SOMEONE NEW.
IN THIS STORY, YOU FORGET YOU ARE IMAGINING
& DO IT ANYWAY.
Schuyler Peck is a writer and spoken word poet from Portland, Oregon. Schuyler’s work explores themes such as nature, spirituality, surviving and trauma recovery, and the many facets of mental health. She is the author of To Hold Your Moss-Covered Heart and A Field of Blooming Bruises, among other titles. Her work can also be found at Crooked Arrow Press, Rising Phoenix Review, JuxtaProse Magazine, Words Dance, Persephone’s Daughters, Thought Catalogue, and Literary Sexts: Vol. 2. Schuyler enjoys all things swoon-worthy, including big band music, birthday cake, and maybe one day disappearing into an ominous fog. She loves you. Follow at @hiitssky on Instagram.