4/29/10

Fire-eyes
by Lena Judith Drake


You drive me crazy, you drive me crazy,
little soft-eyes, brown eyes, fire-eyes,
direct intensity,
or nonconnectivity.
Reckless smiles and reckless words.

Little pushes, little shoves,
you confuse me, turn me around, a swirling skirt;
I'm half-hurt and half-grinning, inside and out
leave me laughing and stinging
like giddy acid rain.
And you can merge with my hips.
And you can merge with my broken-glass hips.


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Bio: Lena Judith Drake is the editor-in-chief of Breadcrumb Scabs magazine. She is a Creative Writing and Women & Gender Studies double major at Grand Valley State University.