Today I am thinking
mostly of your hands
or rather the way I
like to watch them
when you are typing
or tying knots or are
otherwise occupied,
and how a story seems
to rise from your fingertips
when you touch certain
colors or cottons or
the other types of soft
fabrics that I tend
to want to crawl
under.

Today this story is
a warm orange and
smells something like
marigolds. It twists
and turns for a rocky
bit but overall is
quite beautiful and
has the type of cozy
ending that you would
want to wrap around
yourself when trying
to get to sleep on
a cold planet or
maybe just a plain
old regular planet but
on a night like
this when the steps
can’t stop creaking.

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Claudine Nash’s poetry collections include her full length books Parts per Trillion (Aldrich Press, 2016) and The Wild Essential (Aldrich Press, forthcoming) as well as her chapbook The Problem with Loving Ghosts (Finishing Line Press, 2014). Her poetry has received numerous recognitions including Pushcart nominations and prizes from various literary competitions. Her work has appeared in a wide range of publications including Asimov’s Science Fiction, Cloudbank and Haight Ashbury Literary Journal amongst others. She is also a practicing psychologist. www.claudinenashpoetry.com.

Photo credit: Terri Malone