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POETRY THAT ENACTS THE ARTISTIC AND CREATIVE PURITY OF GLASS
POETRY THAT ENACTS THE ARTISTIC AND CREATIVE PURITY OF GLASS
Sarah Ghoshal is a writer, professor, mom, wife, feminist, binder, runner, and persister. Her work can be found in Reunion: The Dallas Review, Cream City Review, The Moon Magazine, Whale Road Review, and Mom Egg Review, among others. She is a Best of the Net nominee and has two chapbooks, Changing the Grid and The Pine Tree Experiment.} She lives in New Jersey.
‘Til the End
Every finger in the room
is pointing at me. I’m beside
the window, trying to get
breath
(to feel full).
You lower yours,
pocket it like a gun,
get up to me like
fire, usher me
up the stairs
eleven flights
to the roof
where you take
my hand and
pull me to you
and jump.
Lines 1-2 from “Crucify” written and performed by Tori Amos, 1992.
This poem was written as part of a project for National Poetry Month where I started each poem for a month with a line from a song that matters to me. This song in particular, “Crucify” by Tori Amos, is significant for me, as it was a big part of my teenage years. I love to see where these song lyrics take me.
Glass: A Journal of Poetry is published monthly by Glass Poetry Press.
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