Poetry

Envelope

The envelope the envelope please

Envelope

The envelope
the envelope please
I think I’ll fold
my Self flat,
fold flat into the envelope
in your fingers
in the flutter of your fingers
you flip me from your fingers
And I,
I lie flat
lie flat in the envelope
flipping from your fingers
And I,
I feel like I am fluttering
I am fluttering down
fluttering down to the river.


Gen Lawson is a police officer in Santa Fe.

Originally published in Palabras 1.2 - November 2002


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