Star-gazing
Credit: Kris Williams, some rights reserved
Talk to me again.
Speak slowly
and use
very
big
words.
I want to coax
your voice
from your tongue
I want to rasp together
taste buds
and make a song
seductive and unexpected
like crickets
under the winter sky.
I want to shout
and startle the stars
make them fall like snowflakes.
I want to know the taste
of crystal constellations
clear as our infatuation
but I
bite my lip
and turn to remark
on the
absence
of Gemini.
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Shannon Connor Winward is a writer of literary and speculative fiction and poetry. Her work has appeared in Pedestal Magazine, Strange Horizons, Flash Fiction Online, Plasma Frequency Magazine, Star*Line, and elsewhere, and recently earned Honorable Mention for an emerging artist fellowship by the Delaware Division of the Arts. Shannon's first collection of poems is forthcoming from Finishing Line Press in summer, 2014. For more information, visit Shannon's blog at www.shannonconnorwinward.com.