Look I’ve gone and lost | poetry by Adam Grabowski

Look I’ve gone and lost

Look I’ve gone
and lost my afternoon

in your browns, your pales, your pinks.
The wind hammers the window
as the bowl of my palm

gentles the rolling
ball of your clit;
you gather 

and shake around
the bones of my fingers.
You pitch forward…

My gentle,
my shaved bride
I can feel you

scrape your name
across my lifeline.
My eyes awash

in daylight.
In my nose, petrichor.

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

Adam Grabowski is the author of the chapbook Go on Bewilderment (Attack Bear Press, 2020) and his poems have appeared or are forthcoming in such journals as New Ohio Review, Plume, Sixth Finch, and elsewhere. He is the associate managing editor for The Maine Review and the recipient of a 2021 Parent-Writer Fellowship from the Martha’s Vineyard Institute of Creative Writing. He lives in Western Massachusetts. His website is https://www.adamgrabowskipoetry.com/