Richard Siken Quote

by Nicole Trilivas

“…and the days
were bright red, and every time we kissed there was another apple
                                                                                       to slice into pieces.
Look at the light through the windowpane. That means it’s noon, that means
         we’re inconsolable.
                               Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.
These, our bodies, possessed by light.
                                                                Tell me we’ll never get used to it.”

–Richard Siken’s “Scheherazade”

Tell me we'll never get used to it.

Tell me we’ll never get used to it.

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