States of Poetry - Poems
'Buffalo Milk' by Ellen van Neerven | States of Poetry Queensland - Series One
by Ellen van Neerven •
Suck until you burn the room
and the heat numbs
reduced to a sound
wet
like the come and go
of the ocean
water enters
my hand in your hair
my hand
if you leave me childless
this will be yours alone
these marks you make
openings, persuasions
of the woman I will become
Ellen van Neerven
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