At the Bakery
Sunshine fuzz of lust
beams through your window, pies of desire on your shelf. I love your hot apple and relish your mysterious custard. Your touch, a pebble in water. Ripples of your peach blossom on my skin, tickle my olfactory all the way down to my place at the Y. |
Emily Moon
is a transgender poet from Portland, Ore. She is Editor at First Matter Press. Her book It’s Just You and Me, Miss Moon, was published by First Matter Press prior to her taking on an editorial role. Her work includes appearances in or forthcoming from Pile Press, Hecate Magazine, Firefly Review, Mulberry Literary, Labyrinth Anthologies, Brazos River Review, En*gendered Literary Magazine, Ethel Zine and elsewhere. |