Evening Return
I want to come back whole
I want to eat a hearty stew
In the night
With my butter and bun
And abide only by the bare
Bones of my needful
Hunger: the wolf in the badger,
Seeking warmth singularly,
Ravenous for the mercy
Of home, in from the driving sleet
Of the wild old strife.
What the winter wants is me
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congratulations
to the funniest inventions
on the planet,
who can laugh all day/all night
but who cannot cry
high praise to the holy Genius
who installed sensitive motors
in insufferable models
real demons live atop big soft beds,
wrapped in cowls of blankets,
typing with fingers that know all,
smiling while alone
love
in digits + symbols
is no more easily translated
than it is
in the inaccessible ghost scream
of a voice your whole body remembers
anyway
last night, Casey’s dad died
she just needs at least one other person to know
Corey is a young, emerging writer from Jackson, Mississippi, USA, and an honors graduate of the University of Mississippi, where her work won the Ella Somerville Award and the Evans Harrington Creative Writing Scholarship. Her fiction has appeared in publications such as Goat's Milk, MudRoom, and Fish Barrel Review, while her poetry has appeared in K'in, Blue River Review, and more. She is currently working on my first novel. She can be found on Twitter @dame_coreydench and on Instagram @cupofcorey.