Sara Backer’s Poetry
Too This, Too That At the party fire pit, he banters with women he has known since college. Funk from big speakers, eggplant...
read moreToo This, Too That At the party fire pit, he banters with women he has known since college. Funk from big speakers, eggplant...
read moreA First Taste of Rainbow If he was yellow he dripped buttercups, pinches of kowhai seeds, pages of highlighted notes. Ideas to...
read moreI Want to See Myself the Way a Lover Does I want to see the sheet slide off whitened skin at the tug of an invisible hand down...
read moreEarly Days We haven’t even told each other yet. It’s something like a still unspoken bet, whose horse will be the first to...
read moreLove Poem for Someone I Have Not Yet Met 1. I trust that your hands will be the books I’ve reread so often the spine has...
read moreField Season: Waiting out the Storm Outside the jungle’s green lungs heave tubercular slicking the walls of our nylon cell...
read moreThe Body’s Aramaic Flesh groans with memory of its ancient language, phrases cried at the parting of the birth canal of the...
read moreDragonflies The life cycle of Anisoptera also known as the dragonfly, consists of copulation, which lasts 1-2 minutes, then...
read moremicroconundrums unheard music you swallowed a songbird its beak stuck on the same wrong note this is no time for minor...
read morePainting We don’t talk about the subject, its tilted head, the fat comma of its body swelling out of the frame. In the...
read moreI’m an Expert at Confessions I’d love to steal one of your brother’s vintage cars and go for a spin. If I said come...
read moreCharmian London Meets Harry Houdini That the heart is not shaped like a trick box though velvet-tongued, though bottomed with...
read moreFeedback of Desire I want to crack an egg on your ass, fix your chipped nail polish, read those poems you never...
read moreDivine I stand by the seafront, The sky is— An elastic band of colors. I listen from the Quercus Virginiana[1] The...
read moreAdmission Approaching you uncertainly, not expecting an admission through a wedge of gates fanged by steel wire. ...
read moreWithout You I’ve loved you between these bars for too long. Inside my cheek I’ve scratched a scar for you. Soon I’ll forget...
read moreSONG AND FOG You told me rain was shelter, the mist on our lashes was stars, love grew on trees, and there was Summer under...
read moreX You know how to find them, my involuntary smiles. Tracing routes with your words over maps I keep to myself, somehow still...
read moreDelirium Our sobriety faded, we kissed under the canopy of loud sad songs, in the saucebox of the bar, between a dim flux of...
read moreI Hate That Trite Resolution I hate your hand on the trigger pulling these cliches towards us with a firm, magnet grasp I know...
read moretheir thin mouths I slip through time sideways straightening up the dark. a note a...
read moreThe Breakup I said, more loudly this time, “We’re breaking up,” then the line went dead, or the signal cut out—what do you say now,...
read moreLove Does Not Look Good on Me Love has never blinded me, But it doesn’t quite match my eyes. And I hate the idea of a naked...
read moreRagdoll She was physically rich. When she walked all hunker, swagger she could hear “mm-mm” a block before and after....
read moreShe Went to Dance Oh, Fata Morgana, from my eye to the long line of the horizon I see you. Everything ripples in this desert...
read moreHow to Get There from Here Your Ava Gardner mama alive, juggling penny-wrappers and jars of peanut butter—Auntie Mame in a...
read morei’m trapped i can feel it, the edge of eternity presses against the soul of me like your chest to my cheek & i know there...
read morePossessions Not everything like a stomach ache, Only things that I didn’t know about, the things I couldn’t look for. Not...
read moreOne Night i wake up with a start. i’ve been in a timeless deep, except i was always aware of you lying beside me and i’ve kept...
read moreSweet Valentine: At the piano you play chords of magic and mystery and maybe even a little hope. I feel the essence of this...
read moreSecret Valentine: We must never tell of a long ride home and how you said you were born in two places at once. We must never speak ...
read moreSad Valentine: driving on our first date look what a green fire hydrant they’re usually red Huh, I said ...
read moreHow Can A Woman? Pale pink, but the slender cartridge and shiny, slimy sensual lip slicker vaseline-quality of the new lipstick...
read moreSong: Defiantly of Love Meet her at Grand Central Station and walk her down under the bridge where the wild kids play in the street...
read morePresidio: There to love the afternoon is to love in the afternoon. The colors are not the colors of flowers but of stones. You follow...
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