Emma Sullivan is an emerging poet based in Berlin. She is originally from the US, born to an Australian father and a Sicilian mother. Nowhere, in particular, feels like home. You can explore her latest poems on Instagram at @in_klein_.
I ask if you’ll buy me a magazine,
an issue of TIME published 3 months ago
You go
get the figs while I clack my nails
on a dusty can of tomato.
The radio
is blasting the music you hate.
It feels early and late, with an orange sky
Why
does time stretch like chewing gum here and bolt like lightning at home?
I roam
the cold marble floor with sandy bare feet
discreet when I slip in the sheets
I repeat
karmouse under my breath
and dream of my death.
Poetry in this post: © Emma Sullivan
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