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West Coast

A Poem by Ben Taylor

A sliver of yellowed moonshivers in the waterwell off the coast of the Pacific.You are floating on it,back to the crescent curve,one foot trailing in ..

Falling

A Poem by Ben Taylor

The summer has overstayed,a too-drunk friendlingering when the partyhas long since peaked.Withered dirt-drab leaves,too weary to wait for autumn to ar..

Transdermal

A Poem by Ben Taylor

Summer has peaked,and we are sliding inexorablytowards kinder temperatures.The midday breeze wicks awaythe toxins as I sweat them out,liquor I drank i..

Loose Lips

A Poem by Ben Taylor

The sun went down without complaint.The warmth of our late afternoonis gently stolen by the cloudless sky,and the chill of almost-autumnshivers down m..

Cold Shower

A Poem by Ben Taylor

Rain mixes with the afternoon gloom,gurgling and sputtering in gutters,puddling in our uneven sidewalks.Waterlogged limbs spit old leavesonto the grou..

Delirious

A Poem by Ben Taylor

I heard your voice,low and confident over-topquiet chords.I could have swornthis was a fever dream;it paralleled too perfectlymy brain's unconscious r..

Lucid Dream

A Poem by Ben Taylor

I was face up,floating in my own eddies and ripples,soaking in puddles of blistering sunlight.I didn't expect a response.But you landed heavy,plunging..

Cold Feet

A Poem by Ben Taylor

The rain whips against my window,droplets flung from late evening gloomto drip down the glassin twitching rivulets of fractured street lamp light.Ther..

Comfortable Skin

A Poem by Ben Taylor

I am a sugarpuff cloud,casting summer shadows from leagues above your headas midday simmers to a peak.I am the candle left to burn late,filling the ro..

Tan Lines

A Poem by Ben Taylor

I am floating, back to the water,above chlorine-clear ripples,as the afternoon drags gentle sunlight through my hair.The evening rays grow ever more o..