pond / reflecting /

our many methods of appetite /

here a filtering /

here a crunching open /

we are greedy /

and generous:

offers of agglomerates /

concatenates /

we are more than the sum

of our faces /

a life given /

taken in turn /

our mouth: a kissing, kissed.

Lorelei Bacht (she/they) successfully escaped grey skies and red buses to live and write somewhere in the monsoon forest. Their recent writing has appeared and/or is forthcoming in Stoneboat, Barrelhouse, SoFloPoJo, The Inflectionist Review, and elsewhere. They are also on Instagram: @lorelei.bacht.writer and on Twitter @bachtlorelei