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SASHA MARTIN
Fragments of Falling in Love (c) 2012
Dedicated to K.M.
fragment : glance
“I’m wearing a
blue jacket”
“I’ll be sitting
at the table
to the left of
the door”
dissolving of
cautions; leave the skeleton
exposed
vulnerable white
bone
held attentive with unreadable impulses
brilliantly
crippled in the sun of it all
date?
yes.
fragment : look
blue jacket? blue
eyes!
still imprinted
beneath the lids of hers
tequila? no
apologies
sweet bitter of
lime
lick your hand
the laughably overloaded mountain: all salt
laughing as though daring the salt to spill
banishing any
nervousness
grins; those tips
of corners
trailing up the
face
beyond
worry lines
penetrating
the skull
fragment
: taste
turned to kiss a
cheek in the moment of a blink
but, the cheek
melted—into a mouth
a rounded one,
open and; wide open
looking at the
curves of the
top
lip, exploring
the meat of the
bottom
squeezing with his
own rows
so that he could
feel the substantial
softness of each
kissing, she has
never quite…
her eyes open
kissing, he has
never quite…
his eyes closed
kissing used to
be just a word
but nothing is
just a word
especially
when—word changes meaning in a moment of a
blink
blurs of plaster
caressing her
hair
his hands moving
towards her
finger
tips
moving them,
malleable, anywhere—
into his hear,
deep in the heart of it
fragment : really touching
whispering into her knees of the walks they
might have
telling her neck, quite frankly, how tenderly it
might be kissed
showing her back how, in dancing, it might be
held
might?
surely
fragment : see
cool and damp, sand paper
roof; no skin meeting
just minds
across the bay lights shine
as though in front of his face
reflecting onto hers
so that she glows in the dark
with love for him
moon and sun
moon and sun,
stars drifting away
day burning its edges to curl away
night bowing into itself
this is what it feels
like
to take off on a r o c
k e t
s h I
p.
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Women in the World and the Ripple Effect Section, Sasha Martin:
I made my own major, The Nature of Emotion as investigated through literature, psychology, anthropology, cognitive science and other interdisciplinary fields, and am minoring in Creative Writing. I created Unleashed for the general empowerment and knowledge of women and men everywhere, and continue to be involved as editor, designer and writer. I am an editorial and PR intern for City Lights. I happen to love the Unleashed staff quite dearly, as well as readers like you. It's amazing what words can do! Feel free to email me at Unleashed. I hope you enjoy!
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