A poem about choosing not to love.
In her debut poetry collection This Strange Grace, Kelly Slivka invites us to share in the sharpness of her lived experiences, then employs them as po.
One about getting hit by a cyclist while crossing the street--"a small, mercurial moment and we are / eye to eye with our marrow, bodies owned / not by us but by the birth of the Universe".
Another about navigating a difficult and intimate life choice.
One about sorting through old photographs with parents.
A poem about choosing not to love