I’ll Wait

Kristen Lee

poetry ⋅ issue 2

with my eyes

wizened and horizon-burned,

a hand gripping ivory railing

and the other—

a woe-blotched scrivener’s page.

My palm will cup the cityscape

like petunia petals,

though the sea might gnaw

this empire out of my hands and

over the edge;

I’ll lay upon these stretched roads,

dream beneath the airglow;

nevertheless, I know

about death through the heart

by shooting stars.

But I’ll slice the blood from my veins

and dribble it into an oath,

imagine the lilac puff of

a promise

take the stunned sky by storm.

Dreams, they’d call it.

Yanking on thread

too thin to walk on

and pulled gods-bound tight.

Still, I’ll dig my heels into the dirt,

and keep waiting.

About the Poet

Kristen Lee is a poet, essayist, and storyteller who finds passion in sharing her voice through written and spoken words alike. Her writing has been submitted to and recognized by multiple publications, and she enjoys competing in local library arts contests, one of which her writing has won first place. Kristen has also been recognized by NPR for one of the podcasts she had made with her co host. Her other hobbies include participating in various business competitions and performing and watching spoken word. She currently lives in Long Island, New York.