Consensus by Sophie Chouinard
I
i told you that night i would forget, but you
were too busy thinking
of when to see me
then
II
overdosing on bedsheets and sunshine we were salty and guttural tides -
i had all but forgotten the smell behind your ear, the softness
of your throat when it growls in hunger
the comforting shape of your head under my clumsy hands, that
familiar taste on the tip of you, pulling us
apart and together again
III
but we overlooked the bitterness
of candy-coated chimeras
(ignored
the call of their acidic tongues)
IV
next year’s crop should be better, the almanac said;
we chose to believe it
V
go east; the trees whispered
the snow took away their breath leaving me here
with onions to peel and tears to wipe
noticing them you mentioned winter
would last longer
VI
i agreed
Sophie Chouinard hails from Toronto, Canada. Even though her French-Canadian heart loves the ruggedness and beauty of her country, her body would rather perpetually sunbathe on a white sanded beach.
I
i told you that night i would forget, but you
were too busy thinking
of when to see me
then
II
overdosing on bedsheets and sunshine we were salty and guttural tides -
i had all but forgotten the smell behind your ear, the softness
of your throat when it growls in hunger
the comforting shape of your head under my clumsy hands, that
familiar taste on the tip of you, pulling us
apart and together again
III
but we overlooked the bitterness
of candy-coated chimeras
(ignored
the call of their acidic tongues)
IV
next year’s crop should be better, the almanac said;
we chose to believe it
V
go east; the trees whispered
the snow took away their breath leaving me here
with onions to peel and tears to wipe
noticing them you mentioned winter
would last longer
VI
i agreed
Sophie Chouinard hails from Toronto, Canada. Even though her French-Canadian heart loves the ruggedness and beauty of her country, her body would rather perpetually sunbathe on a white sanded beach.
