enter sandman
by Julie Larick
Do you crack so hard you melt in December?
Violently and parched, the shimmering,
thirst-starved sea of sand,
the unlucky,
undiluted, clumped-
together soul of you in this
sand-man, the embodiment of
death metal and a dry tinderbox cough,
his plush scarf a stripped-down pickled cactus,
charming sweater buttons morphed
into a blazing ring of sun,
stick-arms the craving leaves of
Ironwood,
smiling placidly to the dry pale
December sky.
Violently and parched, the shimmering,
thirst-starved sea of sand,
the unlucky,
undiluted, clumped-
together soul of you in this
sand-man, the embodiment of
death metal and a dry tinderbox cough,
his plush scarf a stripped-down pickled cactus,
charming sweater buttons morphed
into a blazing ring of sun,
stick-arms the craving leaves of
Ironwood,
smiling placidly to the dry pale
December sky.
Julie A. Larick is a student and writer living in Cleveland. She studies English and Environmental Science at The College of Wooster. Julie edits for The Incandescent Review and interns at GASHER Journal. She has poems forthcoming or published in perhappened mag, Ogma Magazine, and others. Julie loves to sew, watercolor, and was born in 2003. Her portfolio is http://www.julielarickwriting.com and her Twitter is @crookyshanks