FOREST BRIDE WITH A RING MADE OF BRANCHES
that year was brass.
all of the chevron-shaped leaves
bloomed all at once.
i put the moon under my tongue
a token, the moon told jokes
& swam around my head
don’t these branches taste funny to you?
we could go mad, but we’ll be in love
forever, if you say yes –
i made the best bed in the trees.
Author Bio: Stephanie Valente lives in Brooklyn, NY. She is the author of waiting for the end of the world (Bottlecap Press, 2017) and Hotel Ghost (Bottlecap Press, 2015). She has work included in or forthcoming from Civil Coping Mechanisms, TL;DR, and Poem Mistress. Sometimes, she feels human. http://stephanievalente.com