Drawn
︎︎︎ Bronwen Lam
︎Dec 26, 2023
To her
We were
Drawn like
Magnets
Drawn like
Blueprints
Curtains
Swords
To the way
She said her s’s
Snaked around
Her tongue
Up and down
Her throat
Catching on
Her uvula
Sometimes
Echoing in
Her cheeks
The way she’d
Spit them out
Like seeds
Or sand
Or sawdust
Dabbing mouth
With napkin
Burgundy stained
Lips
And teeth
And linen
Damp
And lingering
And hissing
Everywhere
She went
We were
Drawn like
Magnets
Drawn like
Blueprints
Curtains
Swords
To the way
She said her s’s
Snaked around
Her tongue
Up and down
Her throat
Catching on
Her uvula
Sometimes
Echoing in
Her cheeks
The way she’d
Spit them out
Like seeds
Or sand
Or sawdust
Dabbing mouth
With napkin
Burgundy stained
Lips
And teeth
And linen
Damp
And lingering
And hissing
Everywhere
She went
Bronwen Lam lives and writes in NYC. Her work has appeared in The Drunken Canal and in emails to her mom.
Also by Bronwen: Mess
Also by Bronwen: Mess