"To the Marrow" 

The purchase of a bicycle illuminates the fissures in a couple's relationship.

Captain + Stoker

A light lit for emptiness is a joke. If this is true, 
 then all you’ve done is prank me. Played
 the child you never were, pressed a ghost
 hand to my face.

"Property" | Eniko Vaghy: January 2022 Poet of the Month 

from "Aria for Need"

The night is a parched dog and I quench it, 
skate my feet so you will not hear me 


peel my toes from the kitchen’s stained linoleum. 
Skin: the first thing to catch and caution. 

The sudden way mine reddens a perfect tell.

"4 Poems"

"Superimposition"

I shiver like a curtain giving away 
the child it hides. You have your games, 
the thought of you running in and out 

of me as if I am just rooms.

"The Body is a House of Memory"

from "Body Farm"

The corpse is a reaction
 to a word spoken outside the frame. 

The future is still happening, it just isn’t
 being noticed. 

"Helping My Lover Prune Thyme," "Body Farm," and "First Memory: of Small"

My brother returns when I see
the humble bow of the infant’s head, the plumage
dove-like in color and softness, fanning over him.
He looks like a mutilated bird a woman might choose
to throw away. 

Eniko Deptuch Vaghy

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