local_library Easter Eggs (the calmest blue)

by Michael Dunaway

Published in Issue No. 27 ~ August, 1999

dunked in your colors again and again and
and again and i
and i hold my own breath inside me and fight to keep my eyes closed
curled into the tightest ball I suck at my own breast and
cower against the vinegar and dye everywhere penetrating
and the free air I breathe in my quick reprieve is no unshackling
only the rush for my lifeblood’s replenishment to fill me
inside as I freshly burned from sharp hot yellow
fall through your fingers into the calmest blue

account_box More About

MICHAEL DUNAWAY commended a biographer in the July issue of Pif for "Letting Janis be Janis." He is a Georgian by origin, a New Yorker by residence, a hero by night, and a smartass by nature. He miraculously received a BA in English from The University of The South and an MBA in Finance from Cornell University. He may be the only person in the world who's a fan of Beck, Francis Schaeffer, Dante, and the Blue Devils. When he was a kid, he wanted to be just like his daddy. He still does.
Search
Submission Guidelines
Support Pif Magazine
About Pif
Contact Us
Masthead
Copyright Notice
Archives
Read More Poetry
Share on Facebook
Share on Twitter