Brett Hursey 4, Cuttings

Brett Hursey’s work has appeared in a number of online literary magazines, including The Green Tricycle.  His poem, Cuttings, begins:

“Some nights your mind can’t help
dissolving into dreams
and you feel her shoulders
cupped in your hands again —

the way she grafted
her white, willowy body
to yours while pressing
herself into the pages
of your memory –“

To read the rest of this poem, go here.  To view The Green Tricycle’s homepage, go here.  To buy Brett Hursey’s book, Sign Language, in which this poem appears, go here.

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