devotion poem in brandingLeave a comment
December 22, 2022 by The Citron Review
by Autumn Koors Foltz
regal crown sour cherry rolls, bigelow ginger or earl.
pleasure isn’t right if it isn’t cheap.
clouds slick languid tongues thick over hard candy,
it rains red for months.
what’s the first brand that made cattle cry. in the night,
their salt licks crystalize bing,
and sweet. in their tender eyes tea steams into the barn
rafters. let’s go cow-tipping.
let’s write love songs. i sweet dream your constant
comment. we perfectly mint.
you wonder about my chesapeake. i say nothing
about the brackish water.
we’re nonsensical, lackadaisical like that. wilting
off the last year of teenagerdom
into a sticky pool of nameless, sugar syrup. you call
the shots and i’ll advertise.
when the radio-jingle is written and the sky opens
everyone will finally understand
the rain was never blood. it was liquid, sick enjoyment.
let’s commercial. you can shoot.
i keep hiding the sour from the candy. i want to
remember you not possession-wise,
but for how you looked. your shoulders barn-frame,
your tongue the estuary i grew up on.
be the farmer that shelters me from the stormfront.
the cherry flood already kisses
my ankles. branding burning skin to ash. in each
the four stomachs, a tea bag steeps
until it boils.
Autumn Koors Foltz is a lesbian poet based outside Baltimore, Maryland currently studying at the University of Maine at Farmington. She was the Fall 2021 Alice James Books Director’s Chair Fellow. Their work can be found in superfroot magazine, fifth wheel press, The Sandy River Review, and the lickety~split, among others. She is the current social media manager of The Adroit Journal. Her moon is most certainly in Capricorn.