Purple and white flowers nodding in agreement, yes this is all a person should need. A street to survive and a summer coming like ribbon. I’ll put my feet up. I’ll lean over to kiss your shoulder your hand. We’ll have no deadlines or hours and night will never return—a permanent spoon-able silken dusk. I’ll ask you to tell me a new story and another and another and another. When I say to you “I love to listen to you talk” I mean you make a balcony of any landscape. You lift me stories above the ground.
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
Robin Gow is a trans poet and young adult author from rural Pennsylvania. They are the author of Our Lady of Perpetual Degeneracy (Tolsun Books, 2020) and the chapbook Honeysuckle (Finishing Line Press, 2019). Their first young adult novel, A Million Quiet Revolutions is forthcoming in March 2022 with FSG Books for Young Readers.
**This poem was nominated for the Pushcart Prize in 2021
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