Abby Klinkenberg is a Berlin-based writer and sapphic poet. Her poetry has been published in Coldnoon: Travel Poeticsand has otherwise been gifted directly to the public of Chicago, Berkeley, and Berlin on typewritten index cards. She is an introverted Leo and holds a degree in English lit from UCLA. Follow her on Instagram @abbyklink where she posts selfies and beautiful words (sometimes).
Lay me down like a fantastic plaything And mumble over my goosebumps sweet nothings Enthusiasm of a summer morning wrapped in dragonflies and daffodils An emerald emergency of the weeping flesh Carve your initials in my back With bitten-down fingernails As the tides rush wantonly towards the shores
Why doesn't the moon pull all of their pennies out of their hiding places? Or even a few centimeters to the east, then west, then east Quiet metal sliding over wooden floors back and forth forever Elemental but ordinary