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CONFESSION []
CONNOR DONOVAN

[] all the love I would have 

to give you, my apologies, 

I could kiss to life []

 

[] how I could fill a mouth []

 

[] if only, I did not wear such weighty headgear []

 

[] shameful, smithed of my own action, 

inaction, composites of both, strong 

as a flood, drawn with sands & swallows [] 

 

[] subsequent guilt like teeth []

 

[] mother, sister, here I am, son, brother, 

sorry, stunned body thrown into the sun 

to burn, its leather throat [] 

 

[] wide, ready to imbibe [] 

 

[] my hide, I wish to be a gift, I always have, 

I still have your name, though I no longer say [] 

 

[] I am in a rush, to avoid this talk [] 

 

[] about why, okay (?), it will not matter, late days 

incantations away, pray, will you not, would you not

love me anymore if I did not, if I only spoke []

 

[] in confession, lead gods on with words []

 

[] like want, I do not speak [] 

 

[] like all the bodies, buried with their lovers, 

I have no lover, I am only with misdeeds, past 

& future, fluent only in memory []

 

[] the truth is, I blame myself for all your hurt

I did not cause, which is to say []

 

[] one day I hope to walk backward,

undo all that, which I never shared []

 

[] share [] 

 

[] all that I wish I had done, 

kept under my tongue []

Connor Donovan (he/him) is a mathematics graduate student at the University of Pittsburgh. He is a winner of the 2023 Healthline Zine Ekphrasis Contest and a Pushcart Prize Nominee. Find him at connordonovan.carrd.co.

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