The Kite
String six feet long.
Just enough slack
for you to bury me
with the caskets
and still have one hand
grasping the leash.
The other, conveniently privy
to the shadows of these nights.
But on those brilliant, cloudless days,
you erect me in the sky
at the mercy of a dance
I so fiercely despise.
My customary cloth
ripples and undulates
by the command
of your wily fingers.
The sun casts light
and illuminates the red coloring
of my fresh rage.
But I’ve been watching the ocean swell,
and I can smell the impending rain.
I promise you…
when this hurricane comes,
I will billow and surge
with brazen force.
And your fingers will have nothing left
but a shredded tether.
Shadow’s Night
Shadow’s fingers
shred the cloak of midnight:
starry security for my fragile temple.
Shadow’s nails
incise the white porcelain of my neck
with deepened lines of red.
Shadow’s palm
suffocates my breath
and muzzles the wailing cry.
Shadow’s eyes
bore holes into my secrecies
and widen them for ill use.
I’m acquitted only by the sun’s rays.
The fierce irony: handsome night betrays.
Bionote
Sophia Vesely is 19 years old and a class of 2020 high school graduate from St. Petersburg, Florida. She is currently taking a gap year before her matriculation to Swarthmore College in the fall of 2021. Her poems have recently appeared or are forthcoming in W-Poesis, The Bitchin’ Kitsch, The Fiction Week Literary Review, The Blue Marble Review, Writer’s Egg Magazine, Bandit Fiction, Brown Bag Online, Girls Right the World, and Bridge Ink. She also has a published poetry collection on Amazon.com entitled “The Road to Amour de Soi” that explores the complexities of first loves and heartbreak in order to empower young women through the notion of self-love.
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