False Spring & I Hope We Can Still Be Friends

PoetryIssue 35
Written by Ariela Gittlen

Who will forgive our meal of blood and bones?

Who will forgive our hotel bed

dressed and undressed by silent hands?

I swallow a heart. It’s juiceless.

Ariela Gittlen

Ariela Gittlen is the founder of Poetry Table, a workshop for readers and writers. Her work has recently appeared, or is forthcoming, in The New York Times Magazine, SIR, and Angel Food. She was raised in the Midwest and lives in New York.

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