for you and if you wanted you could put your fist in-between my breasts and open up my sternum like a resternotomy saw
53.
don’t blink
you might miss him falling out of love
with the person you are or the per-
son you were or even the person
tomorrow
reading the newspaper’s comic
book section ashing your
cigarette into his
undercooked pan-
cake breakfast.
57.
You don’t understand I’m a very tumultuous human underneath these sincerely enthusiastic personas; we’re boringly melancholy and very much isolated ever since we never left brooklyn behind us and it’s magic just like that; a tip of the hat, a point of the dancer’s toe, a flick of the non-existent cigarette into the palms of your future lover.
131.
Vacancy X
His deep sea stare
is 20 leagues
under the sheets
I swim against
the current till
the sun dilates
his pupils and
suddenly there’s not
enough room for
me to jump
into him no
room for me
in his ocean at all.
Author Bio:
Samantha Snyman is twenty-two years old and currently lives in South Philadelphia. She recently graduated from Temple University with her undergraduate degree in English and hopes to continue her education in the Philadelphia area.