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Karen Suriano velvet cement jigsawvelvet cement jigsaw shift and chink ah his kiss (unlike the earthworm squirm of adolescent lips) his kiss soft crushing feather fall his tongue (not the rasping plunge of tentacle fumbling inexperience) his tongue spring's blush parting knitfisted petals and the tangling of dangling loosejointed toes his hands (opposite the greedy child-in-the-cookiejar in haste to remain undiscovered leaving me brokencrumbed fumbled on the counter) his hands breathe sun through my buttons whispering hillocks to mountain peaks gracing silken slopes with summer breeze lifting skirted guilt up and away before him I was mere insensate rock unspun in vacuous shame he lightningsplit me open unravelling the heavens god shaking loose creation |
| Homegrown in Chicago, Karen Suriano
earned a BA in Theatre from Loyola University. Her passion in life is
her family, particularly inspired by her two daughters and the
steadfast support of her husband. Currently disguised as a legal
assistant in Portland, Oregon, she witnesses the surrounding
skyscrapers shoulder out the view of mountains and pine, and vaguely
wonders if her theatre degree will ever be put to use. Her poetry
appears at INeedCoffee.com, Coffee News, PoetrySuperHighway.com, Gilkatho.com (Australia), and she has performed her work with PoetSpeak (PoetSpeak.com). email: Karen Suriano |