hide with me
in the unfinished corner
of creation
from Hannibal,
Busta Rhymes,
and Google
Matthew McConaughey
will have no power
until sundown.
we will play yahtzhee in the dark,
the dice with convex dots
so we can feel something
there are lightning bolts
in our eyes and we can split trees
by looking.
let’s read
the curvature
of the horizon
to each other
fingers thrust into the copper blood soil
your face deep in citrus and silver.
it’s dark but for your thoughts
and the full clouds.
by Akiva Savett
Akiva J. Savett’s poetry has been published in a chapbook entitled Preservation and appeared in The Orange Room Review, Poetry Quarterly, Kerem, Circa, The Red River Review, In Parentheses, Four And Twenty, The Eunoia Review, Etcetera, and was published in The Washington Post’s “Autobiography As Haiku.” He teaches English and Advanced Placement Literature at Winston Churchill High School in Potomac, Maryland. He holds an MA in English from University of Delaware and lives in suburban Maryland with his wife Alison and two children.
