fourth wife by stephanie yue duhem
I am his fourth wife soft as the dilapidation of houses in hill country. Like certain clouds I distinguish myself from ash. I delight to discover hardwood under carpeting men’s wingtip shoes lissome oil bottles a coyote sliding backwards on an icy pond. My uniform rips open to divulge a happy blue torso! across which is written: Cataclysm moves me I regret to say. Colors pass over the sky like shift workers. A cygnet extends his bill one moment before beating his wings.
STEPHANIE YUE DUHEM is writing out of Austin, TX. She can be found online at www.sydpoetry.com or @nameandnoun.