An Untouched Forest In our few years together, I never told you this— I used to sneak a blanket to the woods, apostrophe myself against an elm till dark. I learned to disappear in branches, quiet as the moss. Love, I never told you— I name every tree I touch. Still find myself curled and […]

Your Anxiety thin as a shadow, masters tripod- headstand-tripod- roll for third grade gym class by practicing for hours in the grass in the backyard, wearing a path there, and, when it rains, crushing the maroon carpet in the family room with the same motion. Triumphant, she decides to stick by your side forever. When […]

Sonnet for Fat Purple Figs After Sylvia Plath If the figs on this tree represent a life left unexplored, I’ll pluck dozens, dropping the fat purple ones in the folds of my shirt. I will sit in the shadow of the branches & let the juice rest on my tongue, drip down my neck before […]

Poetry by Ernest O. Ògúnyẹmí

False Jasmine

By Christine Butterworth-McDermott

Think honey./
Think suckle./
They say if you dream/
of such blooms, it spells/
good fortune in love/
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