'you're my diamond boy'

by Tasha Klein

stuck
in the window
spaced
apart
snow worms
look
i've found god
under
this big skirt
in their cold hair
hey
can u inject me with some of that
brilliant juice
u know
for after
when i'm all warm
and feeling like a
gift
subdued lips
red on white
snow-mouth
yours are the poems i write