harris
wheeler

 

between the conception of a feeling 

 

and it’s arrival 

 

what lies there 

 

to peel 

 

and eat the petals of the daylily

 

is a delicate violence

 

i’ll look anything in the eyes 

 

language enters me

 

i coat it in spit

 

in the future 

 

love will be the only thing left alive

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Harris Wheeler is a poet based in Cincinnati, OH. 

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