Her love: The Achilles Heel I Yearn to Crack

Poetry
Written By Krista Sawyer

stolen glances lost reflections

distortions intertwined with the river’s ripple

fingers drip with certainty

heat streaks upon clenched knuckles


flaming droplets cling to fragile flesh

please, engulf me

spare my lips and nothing else

yet, i still hold my breath


wholeness; the state of being unbroken or undamaged


then: Her


breathing flooded with her scent,

soft tissue plump with invasive edema fields


armored skin melts beneath Her icy touch

flesh fallen, impenetrable fragility


golden brown eyes laying claim to love

lock on their freshest victim instead


a kiss 

would tear me apart


Her lips:

 plump with pomegranate oil

fatality; i.e. seduction

ice crystals leached from her gloss,


She is 

death

hurt

longing

i could’ve never lived without

Krista Sawyer

Krista Sawyer (she/her) is an experimental fiction writer with an interest in magical realism, romance, and horror. She has experience with both poetry and prose writing and seeks to share tales of terror through a whimsical lens. At age 23, she is attending the University of Washington, Bothell as an MFA candidate in the field of Creative Writing and Poetics. As a queer writer, Krista wishes to tell the stories of those who are commonly excluded from the narrative.

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