Vanilla Coke
by Shelby Hartness
Today i want to leave your bed
I’m craving myself
I iron out my left
hand
Have you I arch my back
seen at the thought
what a
of it
diamond pressing
looks like play
under hot
like
metal? porn
Watching me get myself
A girl stands I hold her hand
beside me carrying there is a quiet
yellow flowers. in the background.
My toes
dipping
against
the edge
of the ocean
like
a balance beam.
Shelby Hartness is a writer and poet based in Northern California. Her writing appears in The Skirt Chronicles, Wonder Press, Des pair Quarterly, passerby, and D Magazine, among others. She is a MFA candidate in Poetry at St. Mary's College of California.
@sleepyshelby www.shelbyhartness.com
@sleepyshelby www.shelbyhartness.com