To remember the way he took
his coffee or the look on his face in the hospital bed
a kind of torture purely ceremonial. High cotton eulogy.
Ablation as applied to glaciers re: chest cavities
is the process by which ice below a snow line is wasted
by evaporation or melting; a trampled aorta, a thumbprint
Hands to naked edge of cliff she
drips as if the last vesseled molecule
Last Sonoran sunrise presents as
spinal fluid. Eyelids like liquid
wings. She presses them again and
Crack in hourglass stems from ribs
(white sand spills) he lingers as both
ant caught under plastic cup and
stutter stapled to roof of mouth.
Oh lord has she missed him.
Framed in early morning light
his fingers trail elastic waistband and lower.
Next scene their bodies appear
heavy wet, a desert blooming in chest.
She takes her panties off one hip then other
watches him like a water drop on dried sand.
He slips in like meltwater pooling on surface,
a way to describe gorge or trace the blast.
Kailey Alyssa grew up in Las Vegas and is now residing in Longmont, Colorado. She is a graduate of the MFA program at the University of Colorado Boulder as well as the former Poetry Editor of Timber Journal. She likes camping, craft beer, and coffee. Her work has appeared in Dreginald, Heavy Feather Review, Hobart Journal, Juked, Pacifica Literary Review and Vanilla Sexmag.