closing distance I think of you between wheat fields and painted highway marks that bring me closer to us. soon I will hold you like the trees hold the ground, branches up in joy.
perennial I return to our calm waters and you reach for me in half-sleep, eyes closed, a tucked-in poppy unfurling towards the sun
Beeper Peddle is a writer and healer living on the East Coast. She lives with her partner and their beloved soul puppy. Beeper writes about sorrows, lies, and deep loves. When you read her work, you will dip down into her heart and end up in all manner of body parts. Should you find yourself reflected in these words, it is merely coincidence; however, it does not surprise her you share the same heart. Find her at bethpeddle.com and @beeperpeddle on Twitter and Instagram
Sarah Fannon is a graduate of George Washington University’s Honors English and Creative Writing program and she continues to live in the DC area. Her work is featured in SmokeLong Quarterly, Dark Moon Digest, The NoSleep Podcast, Divination Hollow Reviews, and the LGBTQ+ horror anthology, Black Rainbow. You can find her on Twitter @SarahJFannon and Instagram @ampersarah