Unravel, by Jennifer Ramirez

Dear Readers,

I know all of our hearts are heavy with sadness this week, but we hope to offer something beautiful with this poem by Jennifer Ramirez. 

Please read, and share, and keep fighting the good fight.

-The Derailleur Press team

dear sir,
have you not noticed
we rarely speak
anymore?

intercourse
fleeting as
a solar eclipse
and just as
marvelous.

our bond like
a stray thread
of my red lace
panties being
drawn by the 
urgency of our
devotion.

unraveling, the 
undergarment
losing its shape,
while the trees
thaw and begin 
to bloom.

until one day
it will run out of
string the way an 
hour glass spills its
last grains of sand

Jennifer Ramirez currently writes from The Horn of Africa.  She is from the pacific island of Saipan, in the Northern Mariana Islands. She was born a creative with a focus in painting, but took a long hiatus from art to focus on her career as a Marine and later her livelihood in avionics. Fast forward twenty years, after many amazing experiences, she revisits that which she was born to do, art. 

Her work is currently being published in the next publication from AllPoetry.com, and she is a semi-finalist in the current Poetry Nation’s International Poetry Contest. When she is not writing or drawing, she can be found riding her motorcycle in Nevada.