Come with me, my love. Our time has now passed
into legend. Let us plunge these old hands
into the earth, where fingers can hold fast
to the reins of gravity. Our plans
to die have been changed, it seems, by those
whose freakish cruelty hides a hard-won
wisdom. It’s true. I can’t hide it. I chose
for us to be bound together as one
under the auspices of wind and sky.
Intertwined, we uncovered hidden depths
of nature, and found those answers to why
we never asked for more, and then took steps
to shed this mortal curse. The gods’ caprice
worked in our favor. In you, I’ve found peace.
Marie Lecrivain is the editor of poeticdiversity: the litzine of Los Angeles. She’s been twice-nominated for a 2014 Pushcart Prize, and her work has been published in A New Ulster, Edgar Allen Poetry Journal, THe Kentucky Review, Nonbinary Review, Poetry Salzburg Review, and others. She’s the author of the alchemical chapbook The Virtual Tablet of Irma Tre (© 2014 Edgar & Lenore’s Publishing House), and the short story collection Grimm Conversations (© 2015 Sybaritic Press).