after John Murillo
Something tilts like a star standing on its hip. It’s not
about the drift of her eyes. The smoke of her smile.
A surge twinkling the water that 90-percents you. It’s the
hiss of waves slapping sand, the heat of her skin. The future
lurking with a long, healthy shadow. The hum of breath
between breaths when you wake up next to her sleeping
notes spilling like water edging its way over a tin roof’s lip.
PETER KAHN is a founding member of the London poetry collective, Malika’s Kitchen. His poems have been published internationally in various journals including the Bellingham Review, The Roanoke Review, Lumina, Make and The Fourth River. Read more about Peter in our interview.