I Imagine

Author | Lana Bella

the slow dripping of
Sunday coffee over
my rose-tinted lips,
but straight whipped
a scent of dark-sour
phlegm downward
my nostalgic throat.

I imagine an impulse
to palm the yellowed
hill dust in my small
hands, but how could
any ordinary thing be
moved like fog through
the spinning universe?

I imagine the shadows
between rooms felled
to splinters by nimble
forms and crisp sunrise,
a platoon of eccentric
dancers eluding light's
thin marks on my door-
frame.

So I imagine I'm not
good for much but for
my halcyon eyes that
are so gold against
the rust-copper train
picking up loneliness
from this desert town.
 

Previously published with Macropoetics


About the Author | Lana Bella A Pushcart nominee, Lana Bella is an author of two chapbooks, Under My Dark (Crisis Chronicles Press, 2016) and Adagio (Finishing Line Press, forthcoming), has had poetry and fiction featured with over 280 journals, 2River, California Quarterly, Chiron Review, Columbia Journal, Poetry Salzburg Review, San Pedro River Review, The Hamilton Stone Review, The Ilanot Review, The Writing Disorder, Third Wednesday, Tipton Poetry Journal, Yes Poetry, and elsewhere, among others. She resides in the US and the coastal town of Nha Trang, Vietnam, where she is a mom of two far-too-clever-frolicsome imps.
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