"Chandelier Over Water" by Alyssa Yankwitt
"And yet by calling full, you created empty."
-Fortune Cookie.
Let’s rip open our cookies and “in bed”
everything they say.
Let’s pretend we aren’t drunk on the floor, no let’s
wrap each other carefully in newspaper instead
of the martini glasses. We are, too, fragile.
Let’s drop from the roof
all the coffee cups cluttering our life,
even the one that says, Dear God…
But let’s first fill them with water,
artificial rain gush followed by cracking ceramic.
Why won’t you just hate me?
Let’s pretend through a divorce and a remarriage and a family.
Sarah Hulyk Maxwell
-Fortune Cookie.
Let’s rip open our cookies and “in bed”
everything they say.
Let’s pretend we aren’t drunk on the floor, no let’s
wrap each other carefully in newspaper instead
of the martini glasses. We are, too, fragile.
Let’s drop from the roof
all the coffee cups cluttering our life,
even the one that says, Dear God…
But let’s first fill them with water,
artificial rain gush followed by cracking ceramic.
Why won’t you just hate me?
Let’s pretend through a divorce and a remarriage and a family.
Sarah Hulyk Maxwell
Sarah Hulyk Maxwell lives, breathes, works in Pittsburgh, PA. She has two cats, a husband, and an MFA from Louisiana State University. Her most recent work can be found in Small Po[r]tions, The Bitter Oleander, and Salamander.
Alyssa Yankwitt is a poet, teacher, bartender, sometimes photographer, and earth walker. She has incurable wanderlust, enjoys drinking whiskey, hates writing about herself in third person, and loves a good disaster
