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Amy Soricelli: a poem

Pillow Talk

The couple in the next apartment is not sleeping

on their sides. They are flat on their backs looking at

their fingers in the dark. I can see them through the

space in my brain that breaks things apart, and puts

them in places like small boxes in grade school for your

erasers and loose change. They just finished asking

each other about the cable bill and next year's summer

vacation, and whether these past few weeks did any

real damage to their less than stable love. The wife was

told that her hair looks better now that the blonde streaks

are fading; but the woman who said that always wears

jeans, and a tee-shirt that spells out Lonesome Warrior

in glitter that comes off on her hands. So it didn't matter,

she told her husband, that opinion is frozen air. The husband

said it was okay, it still matters, since no one noticed, and

suddenly they're gone. See? You should be happy now.

Amy Soricelli has been published in numerous publications and anthologies including Dead Snakes, Corvus Review, Deadbeats, Long Island Quarterly, Voice of Eve, The Muddy River Poetry Review, Vita Brevis, Terse Journal, Remington Review, Literati Magazine, Blind Vigil Review, Red Queen Literary Magazine and The Westchester Review. Her chapbook, Sail Me Away, was published by Dancing Girl Press in 2019. She was nominated by Billy Collins for the Aspen Words Emerging Writer's Fellowship in 2019 and for Sundress Publications "Best of the Net" in 2013. She was also the recipient of the Grace C. Croff Poetry Award, Lehman College, in 1975.


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