FOUR: excerpt of BAVEUSE by Sara Sutterlin / by Electric Cereal

poems from BAVEUSE
by Sara Sutterlin



Pine scent, backseat of
a Toyota
Two dresses;
both velvet, one crushed
saying Merry Christmas!
and having affairs



My hands grieve for
your gentle enthusiasms
Every morning
I am heavy with contradictions 

Sometimes, but rarely,
the Night is fast



Crowned with pity

God is chaos
and so
I <3 God 

Little deaths begin
to pile up
inside me,
inside you 

I was a
tender object
living in your house



Sara Sutterlin is the author of BEVEUSE (Electric Cereal, 2015) and I Wanted to Be the Knife (Metatron, 2015). Follow her on Tumblr and Twitter.

Electric Cereal is an indie press and online journal. Follow them on Twitter and Tumblr.