Flannel for Hands
shy watson
its december
basically
im in love with you
in a hole
looking up
at the sky
this is just
something i do
in the morning
i cant leave
& at night
the energy
is up
to here
ive never
felt this
soft before but now
i cant touch
anything
im sorry
so many times
i crash the car
the same wall gradually
chipping away
i am such a hornet
in the moonlight
sometimes
but you are
everything
all of the time
shy watson is a writer who mostly lives in new york. she wrote Cheap Yellow (CCM 2018) & four chapbooks. more work can be found at places like The Rumpus, New York Tyrant, & Hobart. she has a novel manuscript she wants someone to publish. follow her on twitter @proverbialthot.