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2 Poems by Amber Moore

Plum Eyes

She had purple sunglasses.
She said she liked them
because she couldn’t
eat plums;
they made her sick.

The glasses let her
enjoy purple
without a stomachache.

 

 

Burned Shades of Orange

I think you burned a
cucumber-scented candle earlier. It mixed
with the smell of our thirsty skin,
drenched in aloe after lunch
in the park, on the first
real day of spring. Everything was
green.

We lay in cold sheets and
moaned in appreciation,
wriggling like children, and fanning
each other’s hot cheeks. Our eyes
were glazed so we slept for a bit,
dreaming of Alaska and all the blue
ice.

Everything could be sorted into
colours that summer, into temperatures,
and levels of SPF.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Amber Moore is a current PhD Candidate in literacy education and a former high school English teacher. Her work has been published in numerous journals and magazines including most recently, The Women’s Studies Quarterly, Room Magazine, and The Feathertale Review. She lives in Vancouver, Canada.

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