Her Version of War

By Evan Anders

your neck
hidden beneath
vertical
implications
of hair

eliciting you from sleep
would stifle the moment

no longer yielding
to previous follies

i spread out
in gilded rays

allowing nature
to craft her
treachery.


Evan Anders brews coffee for mass consumption in Philadelphia. He is a retired stay-at-home dad who doesn’t know why he writes. It’s something nice to do when he can’t sleep and doesn’t feel like washing dishes.

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