"Whero" by Stacey Teague VOICEMAIL POEMS

remember bodies at night

how they glow

how they bend into us

like refracted light


the memory of where a body was

after it has left its phosphorescence


you cocoon into

the spaces around things


find yourself

in auburn eyes and hazel skin

the red that flows from you


you learn that aloneness is a softness

a sky that pulls you through


you see bodies as they are

things that love you and then stop


when you wake up it’s heavy water

write down the deep green blue feelings

like paua shells


there is a pale existing in your head

a light moving in your hair

behind a colour


in the lunar month you return home

the whenua moves its arms up to greet you

climb up the hill to see the faraway beach

feel lonely like mislaid keys


it’s good to be there in the quiet

saying to yourself i’m real i’m real

as the feelings inside shrink red into shape


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Stacey Teague called us from Clonakilty, Ireland.

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