Leah Welch – Litbreak Magazine

Block Island Trip

Leah Welch — Tue, 16 May 2017 13:00:06 +0000

You keep the secret of what you look like when no one’s watching.

The Man at The Gym

Leah Welch — Tue, 18 Apr 2017 13:00:01 +0000

Before the magazine article told him about beauty— perfection as an equation he’d yet to solve— he was special. As a boy, all of the stray dogs

Ursa Minor

Leah Welch — Tue, 14 Mar 2017 12:00:31 +0000

My aim ten years ago was an arrow that sparked in my hand.

Nine Minutes

Leah Welch — Tue, 15 Dec 2015 10:31:51 +0000

The butterfly’s tongue— sharp and golden— roots for the sweetest flower; knows her name by taste. If I kiss you after our time empties like a long river into the brackish delta I do not think I’ll know you. So whose name should I call when you answer your phone tomorrow when I cannot use …

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The Architect

Leah Welch — Tue, 08 Dec 2015 12:47:58 +0000

Oh the impermanence of the cosmic spine that collapses and leaves me wanting. I cast shadows in my bloodline. Calliope calls and I cannot divine her answers from my haunting— Oh the impermanence of the cosmic spine. Here hallowed, here holed in the pine. Were I dead, yet hear the chorus chanting. I cast shadows …

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