Mary Fisher
A Waking So Continual it Appears as Sleep
for Glenn
Born remembering
Caramels, peach-colored
Fog and unwrapping things
Carefully
You're an angel
You're a fleet
of disconsolate ships
When you were a man
You gave woman a red rock
and with her body
she made it a jewel
When you were a woman
you put a pinch of salt
on man's tongue
and he swallowed it
Mary Fisher's poem, Stellar, appeared in a previous issue of Gumball
Poetry. Other works will appear in the Spring issue of Prinsess Târta
Literary Magazine.
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