This game, and I should say

a name is what I want

a fact to hold against

the things we do –

nineteen minutes on the train

between Montrose and Grand

every one of them burning

with your gaze, my

shoulder blades melting, my hips

my neck, my open mouth

your hair disheveled, your jeans

lazy on lean legs

three seats away, even here

your eyes are deep

your hands

wide reaching. Once

mechanics hovered at the engine

the too-soon repair

a gift of a dozen rounds of time

you smiled, shrugged

I felt the need to moan

you twisted your ring

I covered mine

one person between us

two steps away, your arm

on the rail – your fingers

against the seat

stretching, fumbling.

I know you, don’t know you.

I only want to touch you



Sandy Coomer

Sandy Coomer is a poet, mixed media artist, and endurance athlete from Nashville, TN. Her poetry has most recently been published or is forthcoming in Red River Review, Clementine Poetry Journal, and Hypertrophic Literary Magazine, among others. She is the author of two poetry collections: Continuum, published by Finishing Line Press, and The Presence of Absence, which won the 2014 Janice Keck Literary Award for Poetry. Sandy's artwork has been on exhibit in middle Tennessee galleries, community centers, and libraries. An avid lover of endurance sports, Sandy trains and races year-round in the sport of triathlon, including Ironman and Half Ironman events.

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