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STILL LIFE IN EARLY BRIGHTNESS

Lauren Fulton

On a morning I wake without fear, 

with no alarm, you are beside me


my arm pinned under your body,

tingling with delight at forgetting


which of our forms it belongs to. 

My smile opens before my eyes


and I find you, already watching.

Caught, you laughingly lie and swear


you were only sleep blinking, claim

irises need fresh air, even when resting.


You close them again and pretend 

to snore and I, awake, adore you. 


Outside windows covered in lustful

haste is a tsunami of worry


breaking cliffs below us. But in this economy 

we are creating, the only capital 


is our Love, our Names in abundance, 

and none of this bounty is wasted. 


Ours is a climate of cool sheets and skin

humidity and the winds of breath on faces.


Everything is renewable and renews us 

daily and elsewhere alarms are sounding


but here we wake without fear

and only our bodies are buzzing.


Lauren Fulton is a queer, single parent and writer of poetry, fiction and essays. Born and raised in Florida, she now lives in Portland, Oregon. She was a finalist for the Ruminate poetry prize and her work has been featured there, in corporeal lit, Blue Cactus Press, Ghost City, INKSOUNDS, and elsewhere. She has been a featured reader for Oregon’s Literary Arts, and she is a contributing member of the Rebel on Page poetry collective.

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