Sonnet
But first the sun has to break in two, that
primary streamline naturally forgotten flat
place, (that was the first one) we walked
together together together all
day and night until there was no day
only a bird on the brink of land and sky
the narcissist and the damselfly
eternal frozen over breathless
O snake in the garden O fireside O righteous
dermatographia O hazmat, hellcat, hepat,
O kismat, landsat, langsat, mudcat, muskrat
O feeling the silence like a rope around the neck
until there was no day
only your hands in the night
Caiti Luckhurst is a poet from Southeast England, currently studying for an undergraduate in English and Creative Writing at Royal Holloway University of London. She is concerned with how poetry can explore intersections between grief, love, and identity.