Inside excitement is a strand of terror

← v17n1, Spring 2018

To converse still means to lean into a mouth.

Lungs take what they can

from the underside, past imagining.

I understand only the surface where I touch.

I understand we cannot look at ourselves

only through.

love desire body

Paige Webb

Paige Webb’s poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in DIAGRAM , Indiana Review , Poets.org , Vinyl , and elsewhere. She teaches at Columbus College of Art & Design and The Kenyon Review Young Writers Workshop. Photo by Kimberly M Webb