Alexandra Grunberg – Crow & Cross Keys

I am waiting for happy moments
to come crawling out of graves

like loved ones dripping with
pearls of human teeth, the kind of

shock that wakes you up
from just another nightmare

I breathe in the hours of night
that has already turned to morning

searching for daylight on a
horizon that is still sleeping

but the zombie apocalypse must be
coming, I learned in each

fairy tale and Hollywood movie
that everything you have lost

is only waiting in the earth
and hope will splinter solid rock

with broken fingernails
and a mouthful of dirt

Alexandra Grunberg is a Glasgow based poet, author, and screenwriter. Her poetry has appeared in Disquiet Arts, The Raven Review, and Southchild Lit. She enjoys obsessing over fictional supernatural villains, hillwalking to isolated locations, and towns that are more character than setting.

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And no one will mourn
or ask where I have gone
There will be no mysteries
to be read
in the footsteps
I leave behind
in the snow
clues in a mystery
leave them be

When the sun rises and you wake
a dream,             half-forgotten
a person,            who you knew
who once left
               footsteps
               in the snow
Wonder quietly
Keep your theories
They are all wrong
They are all unwanted

Did you hear about the girl
               who floated,                                   so high
                              like a snowflake
                                             on a whispered breeze
I
hear
she
never
touched
the
ground

again.

Alexandra Grunberg is a Glasgow based poet, author, and screenwriter. Her poetry has appeared in Honey & Lime, Red Eft Review, and From Glasgow to Saturn. She enjoys obsessing over fictional supernatural villains, hillwalking to isolated locations, and towns that are more character than setting.

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