Riley welch is a poet from texas living in Denver. She posts three original poems a week. 

A silhouette

A little twist in her hair,
that fell like
like
like a word on the tip of my tongue that I can taste.
It is almost there but it does not come out.
It starts with something soft like “ssss” or “shhhh”.
And leaves something floating after I say it.
Floating behind me in the air.

Curls down to the end of the strand,
split into two perfect pieces right before it reaches the end.

9/13/2019

Shifting Now.

Among things I am working to forget