Geode

by Emily

Alicia Jo Rabins

The plagues we wished upon ourselves
With aloe juice and cayenne
The planets we strained to reach
That was how being young tasted
Each of us a geode looking to be cracked open
And to crack each other open
Over and over
I am no longer young except to those who are older
In the way that youth moves along
The conveyor belt
At a consistent distance
I drink water now
I try to be gentle
The years crack you open enough

I love her description of youth as a conveyor belt moving forward consistently. I’ve been thinking about my own desire for intimacy lately, which I see in her lines Each of us a geode looking to be cracked open / And to crack each other open. Intimacy couldn’t be described better than that.

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