THREE (3)

I re-read your letters from
Venice                                             yes, you’re right
the sun
is infinite                          but a woman’s body
is porous
how else to explain all of these holes



                                                       it’s almost spring
you whispered
those fat white buds                                  don’t look at them
for too long                                      remember how I
told you                                     desire is about
vanishing



evening drives up and down            Riverside
Parkway               you asked me what
to do with the burning                coals in your mouth                            if I were
Persephone                                            I would tell you to
wait for them                                                   to bloom

Ann Pedone graduated from Bard College with a degree in English and has a Master’s Degree in Chinese Language and Literature from UC Berkeley. Ann is the author of the chapbook The Bird Happened, and the forth-coming chapbook perhaps there is a sky we don’t know: a re-imagining of sappho. Her work has recently appeared in Riggwelter, Ethel Zine, Main Street Rag, Poet head, The Wax Paper, The Phare, West Trade Review, and The Open Page Literary Journal, among others.