mid March in the arctic

my ribs
hum honey

your fingers
marimba mallets

this dance our
springtime touch

curled reach in
my hibernation

the sky fumbles,
hitches out of me

chases my lungs
painting watercolor

auroras unfurled
left suspended

& breathing so
we do not forget

~~~

Madeleine Corley is a poet by internal monologue. When she is not writing poetry and songs, she cuddles her roommate’s dog and dances at bus stops. She is currently serving at the Poetry Co-Editor of Barren Magazine. Her work has been published/is forthcoming in The Elixir Magazine, The Hellebore, Moonchild Magazine, DARK MARROW, among others. You can find here on her website, wrotemadeleine.com, or on Twitter @madelinksi

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