February Snows by Zoe Davis

 Cold winter burns

Across this landfill heart

Lets nothing bloom

As you hesitantly navigate

This archipelago of sin

Face to the rain

A drought of tears

         spilling

  erupting

                     bludgeoning

Changing the climate of our relationship

Desire is breaking through, like roots between pavement cracks

Microscopic beauty you need to bend to see

But volcanic in its rage to be

To live

As we were the day the planet turned

Heaving like moon clenched ocean 

Desperate to return                                then pull away,

Eternally cycling, without ever meeting.

When you studied my ecology

This hot, temperate brow

Was one you once placed kisses upon

Jungle rain on my cheeks

A smile of desolate planes

But now the lights have faded,

Electricity

A cost

Too dear to pay

For normal people

Yet we were both once wild

And you explored me

                                    like a mountain

For I was there, and you were a conqueror

But like the February snows, they last,

Like the summers they last too long.

 

Everything's changing

My love,

And it is our fault. 


Okay, so I thought I was being so edgy coming up with ‘archipelago of sin’. I mean… what does that really mean? This was literally one of the first poems I wrote when I decided to start doing things a bit more seriously, and clearly wanted that to be expressed by using long words and odd metaphors about the body being some kind of dread land mass. Oh, and I make the words look a bit like a mountain at the end. -_- This just embarrasses me and yet it’s still kinda special because I know how much I tried to write something ‘good’.”

Zoe Davis is an emerging writer and artist from Sheffield, England. She studied English Literature at Lancaster University and writes in a number of styles and genres, but especially enjoys trying new things. When she is not writing, Zoe can be found drawing, baking, and playing para ice hockey- just not at the same time. You can follow her on Twitter @MeanerHarker where she is always happy to have a virtual coffee and a chat.

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