Return to Top of Page
Menu
  • Close
  • About Us
  • Contributors
  • Donate
  • Opportunities
  • Staff
  • Submissions
  • 20 Years
  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Instagram
  • Search Website
Literary Mama
  • Current Issue
  • Past Issues
  • Departments
  • Blog
  • Newsletter

Poetry | February 2011

Aldo’s Crying

By Emily Morelli

Fire, your longing, your
long-throated longing–
I’m holding you not because you
need to be, but because
honesty ripples like a salve

through your throat, your eyes,
your fired-up muscles, all the initial
spark of egg meets sperm.

Crash and bang, my wave,
my magma.
Sweep us
out of our chair to primal landscapes.

I ought to feel guilty
to love that orange ignition–
to hope for it.

1 reply on “Aldo’s Crying”

Sarahsays:
February 8, 2011 at 5:29 pm

Beautiful, honest and vivid. What more could you want?

Reply

Leave a Reply Cancel reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Share This Page

  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Email
  • Copy Link

Emily Morelli

Learn More

Subscribe to Our Newsletter

Don't miss out on Literary Mama news and updates

  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Instagram
  • Instagram
  • RSS

© 2023 Literary Mama | Search Site | About Us | Staff | Submissions | Privacy Policy