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Peach Woman

She’s saying
I wish there could be a metaphorical
investigative committee
and I’m saying
therapy or a priest?

and, behind us,
the excellence of bright children

and, on our walk home,
the left glove

and I’m saying
I’m fueled by kissing and crimes
against the environment

and she’s saying
the cat shaped depression in this cushion

the necessity of the cat

and I’m saying
I’ve never met a silk sheet I didn’t want to ruin

and, at home,
the fingerprints disappearing
from your grandfather’s coat

the way we carve people out like water through a rock face
the way we read it on their faces
like laundry lines
like clouds

 

Credit


Copyright © 2018 by Emily Hunerwadel. Used with the permission of the author. This poem originally appeared in Quarterly West Issue 94.

 

Author


Emily Hunerwadel

Emily Hunerwadel is the author of Professional Crybaby (Poetry Society of America, 2018), selected by Kyle Dargan as the winner of a 2017 Poetry Society of America Chapbook Fellowship. Hunerwadel is the managing editor of Slope Editions and media editor of jubilat. She lives in Western Massachusetts.

Date Published: 2018-07-02

Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/peach-woman