Contributor: Maureen Daniels

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Lust falls from your eyes,
threads of a bodice
I have ripped and licked.

Your lips lash at me,
strike with the poison
of daggers trembling.

Your kissable face
and inked shoulders now
bar every exit.

That’s how you entered
my life, all heat and Scorpio,
your laugh thrusting
towards delicious disasters.


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Maureen Daniels teaches English at the University of Nebraska, Lincoln, where she is also a doctoral fellow in creative writing. She is an editorial assistant for Prairie Schooner and Western American Literature. Her work has recently been published in Sinister Wisdom, Wilde Magazine, Gertrude Press, Third Wednesday and the South Florida Poetry Review.