#allison gallagher

[lifeinpoetry]

imagining myself as a sketch of a person messy strokes around a vague outline the details fill out when you kiss the space  between my neck and collarbone 

they fade when the woman at the grocery store asks if "that will be all today sir" 

I’m tired of feeling broken by language when it is the only safe place i've ever known 

— Allison Gallagher, "vague"

[clispectors]

i’m tired of feeling broken by language when it is the only safe place i’ve ever known.

Allison Gallagher, from "vague body".

[lifeinpoetry]

i’m trapped in a body

to become is to break yourself apart, i remind myself each time i leave the house

it’s supposed to hurt this much

— Allison Gallagher, from “vague body,” published  in Potluck Magazine