Affection, Suffocating

Affection, Suffocating

Danielle Page

Spiraling through an oil filmed time loop, I observe the curvature
of human relationships—how love can be bent tails of a helix forming
out of a disordered mind—how twisted acts guised as selflessness
entwine with the need to be needed; a cosmos ruled by contractual
obligation forms, and tracking the nucleus out, notice that the tail
lingers
on into infinity, resentment, a halo of deep plum, winds its way through,
coils tightly, unspoken, and waits for a breath, until its breaking point,
in which the helix unravels and darkens, and love, relieved,
sinks into sleep.

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Danielle Page
Poet

Danielle is a truth-teller, writer, educator, and editor of The Clayjar Review. When she’s not reading, she’s scribbling in her journal or hiking a mountainous trail. Her work has appeared in the Whale Road Review, Calla Press, The Raven Review, Dream Noir Magazine, The Amethyst Review, and elsewhere.

Photography by Kacper Peciak