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Strange Seas, Strange Skies


Elyssa Tappero

love grows like a wild thing in my chest
oft threatening to break free from its cradle of flesh and bone
ribs creaking as they bend against the pressure of passion
the swell of the ocean against the seawall
and sometimes I long to succumb to this tidal push
to crack open my breast, let the sonnets and psalms spill forth to sweep us both
u p
o u t
a w a y
until we float together on strange seas below strange skies

Elyssa Tappero is a queer pagan who writes about mental illness, the gods, the agony of writing, and how it feels to be alive for the end of the world (which is not great).

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