I have witnessed my wife absorb

by Dylan Taylor

Surf and sunshine
pressed deep into
salted lips
A flutter kick takes form

Kisses and fingers
that smooth on
arms who will
always do the tucking

Tears, silences
the silver stripped
moments of languor
loss and longing

A handshake that
turns into a career
Sunglasses that
turn into a scavenger hunt

bobby pins
expectations not her own

The rise and fall
of dermis and detritus
The changing shape
of child, of husband

Dylan Taylor is a dad who sneaks off in the small hours to write. Dylan is a writer who spends his afternoons as a dinosaur. Dylan’s work has appeared in Pidgeonholes, JMWW, and The Fiddlehead. Find him on twitter @MacTaylor89.