Poetry from the Pointed Circle: “Arctic Surrender” by Laura Padilla

By Tony Greiner|October 26, 2017Student Writing|

The day I uncapped the bell jar
your absence rang loud in my ears
The roaring sound laid waste to everything in it’s wake
Forcing me into hibernation

When I awoke I closed my hands into fists
Clenched my jaws until they ground my teeth to a powder

I became well versed in disaster mitigation

But, I’ve grown weary of holding myself upright against every tempest
And, I’ve grown weary of holding you tightly against every tempest

Exchanging tenderness for an algometer never made it hurt any less
embrace the tremors and let the permafrost thaw
every droplet lingers with it’s shivers on my face.

 

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